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Words Unsaid 5, Scarabian parties are loud

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Professor Ségdae Tonyx belongs to @dove-da-birb who has graciously allowed me to use them as an actually good teacher that cares about Inky,, justice for Inky, ramshackle is terrible

Hi hi hi everyone! Part 5 is here and for those who maybe need a little nudge, Inky is in fact, a little ✨tistic✨ and for this chapter I've been pulling from my personal experiences but I find it's a little hard to describe at times, I still tried my best for y'all tho!!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Part 6 Part 7

Tw: meltdown; trash talk

2.1+ k words

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When the call came in through the more than slightly old wall mounted landline that the Ramshackle prefect and Grim were to pack their clothing as well as other essentials and report to the headmage's office immediately, Inky was left confused and Grim, well, he was worried that they were getting thrown out after all. "Because the prefect wasn't pulling their weight" he said, knowing that he caused more messes than she did. So they both sat in the office silently.

They had been soaked and shivered from the raging storm, which had rolled in from the sea around the island and due to its nature, as it was a magical storm, would not stop for a few days, maybe even the rest of the week, but that was unlikely according to the headmage. Also according to the headmage, they would be temporarily residing in Scarabia. Reason being that the Al Asim family had agreed to donate funds for the renovation of Ramshackle. Why they donated? The headmage would not say, but it was absolutely because of the absolute garbage living conditions of having to stay in a building that was falling apart around Inky and grim.

"Thanks to my endless generosity, and a hefty donation by the Al Asims, Ramshackle will be renovated! Professor Tonyxx will be overseeing the process as they insisted..!" Were his words. At this point this was dragging in entirely too long and the prefect was somewhat struggling with the feeling of the wet fabric against their skin. Inky had always hated the feeling. Sensory issues are what that feeling was referred to. Usually Inky would manage, sure, a little wet clothing was fine, but this time she was soaked and she hated it. It was getting more and more overwhelming when their thought process got interrupted with a knock from the door.

"Headmage, is the prefect in yet? Kalim sent me to pick them up" A familiar, albeit muffled voice sounded through the door. It was Jamil.

"Come in Viper, they're here..!" The headmage answered and the old mahogany door opened to reveal Jamil Viper, clad in his dorm uniform, hood pulled up, the one that made him look like a snake from the side, as Inky had remarked in a letter. Even if Jamil had no clue about that. She looked at him, all dry and still so pretty. He was recovering, well, to her, he should have already been fully recovered despite a slight pain still surprising Jamil every now and then.

Inky nodded up at Jamil in greeting, which he returned, puzzled on the inside on why she was still wet and hadn't been offered a towel at the very least. "Take her and Grim to Scarabia and ensure she feels welcome there viper..!" The headmage said, mumbling something about how he was generous enough to allow this.

Outside of the slightly dark office Jamil used his magic pen to summon a towel each for both grim and Inky, though while Grim had his towel flopped down onto him by magic, Jamil was nice enough to actually hand over the towel meant for the prefect. "Here, you're still soaking wet.. the headmage didn't offer you anything to dry off with I see..?" He said, to which the prefect shook her head. They weren't even speaking to him apparently. Not like Jamil would know but the prefect had simply gone nonverbal.. Grim however communicated just fine and thanked Jamil for both of them.

Generously enough Jamil carried the one slightly large bag the prefect did have while the prefect in question carried a smaller bag with Grim's essentials. Jamil noticeably slowed his pace when he realised the prefect was limping a bit, the fact that he still saw the bandage on their arm, he regretted hurting her. It would most definitely leave a scar, aside from that all the other more minor injuries did still worry him. Crowley was running this girl more ragged than Kalim ran him at times. Jamil felt guilty for what he did, adding to her woes instead of lightening the load like everyone else should have done ages ago. He felt sick to his stomach when he remembered he'd sent her to die out in the desert after she'd nearly drowned barely a few weeks before. And now they weren't even speaking to him.

At least they'd reached Scarabia in little time despite going slower than usual. Kalim was there to greet them both, waving at the prefect. He dragged them off to their new room, Jamil and Grim in tow, so that Inky could put her things away and shower so they could heat up their cold body. Kalim gave them the whole excited spiel of them making themselves at home with Grim and that there was a small party later that had been planned in advance. The prefect was welcome to join them, according to Kalim. While she showered and changed Jamil was busy in the kitchens preparing some finger foods for the party that would be in a few hours, two maybe.

If he was really honest he wasn't even actually thinking about the food, but Inky instead. Something was up. Something about her felt a bit more off. They were struggling to keep their eyes open earlier. And she hadn't said a word since.. well, since he had come to pick her up. Maybe even before, he didn't know. He wished he did. He wished he knew.

Apparently the prefect spent a long time in the extra bathroom, that was according to grim, who had joined Kalim in the lounge. Him and the housewarden were talking.

"Inky's overwhelmed today. She has been for a while.. don't tell her I told you this though, she'll get upset because she'll 'dampen the mood' or whatever.. can you give me more of that tuna?" The cat thing said, nodding along when Kalim handed the delicious canned food over.

"Thank you.. anyway. She likes Jamil a whole lot, read her.. well it's not a diary but whatever. Have him watch over her a bit tonight. There's gonna be a few really loud people here today from what you've said about this party." Grim finished as Kalim agreed to what grim was saying.

"Yeah.. I'll host less parties while she's here, this one's just been planned for a really long time, or I'd be calling it off at any moment" the white haired housewarden laughed to himself, if only to make the topic feel less heavy. "He'll be there to watch over her, no worries..!"

When it was time and the party was in full swing it was a lot of things all at once, people chatting, music playing, lights that flashed and pulsed along the walls and decorations. The prefect Inky stood in the corner farthest away from the loud music in a t-shirt and sweatpants courtesy of Kalim, she'd refunded anything else as she wasn't really in the mood to wear something that could pay for her living expenses for months. Unfortunately some Pomefiore students had thought she'd be rather fun to mock because of this. They witnessed her orientation, they witnessed how the mirror had told her she was not wanted at this school. And they didn't like the way she looked that night, it was a party, not her living room, so why should she show up in sweatpants and a t-shirt? A cute little party dress was the right way to go, but she wouldn't fit into one. That's what they were whispering about at least. Not that it was true but at the moment Inky had little will to fight back.

Fact is she was really only barely keeping it together. The party was too loud for right now, she was exhausted and people were making fun of her. So as tears started forming in her eyes she sank to the floor, covering her ears as they started falling. Her body shook as she sat there crying at the back of the lounge as the Pomefiore students continued to mock her, but they were quickly silenced when Jamil approached them, and he glared at them.

"What joke must you be telling that it's got all of you laughing? Please, do tell me so I can tell the housewarden, I'm sure he'd love to hear it as well" He said, venom lacing his words, which seemed to send them spluttering for an excuse before dispersing. All of them avoided his gaze in fear of getting hypnotised. Good. He might've. But instead of focusing on that he went over to Inky, who had been trying her best to be quiet and to block out the song blasting through the speakers at the moment. He knelt down to her, tapping one of her knees gently. It got her attention, she flinched slightly in surprise in response before lifting her head quickly and looking at Jamil with wide, tear filled eyes. She looked so frightened, Jamil's heart sank. He hoped with every fiber of his being he wasn't the cause, but at least.. she looked at him, in his eyes. He nodded towards a door. That one led to a corridor, where the way to Kalim and his rooms were. It would be quiet there, his room was somewhat soundproof after all. He held out his hands and quickly, along with a sound that indicated she wanted out, Inky gripped them. Jamil recognised the simptoms, a meltdown. The way she was covering her ears before he intervened, she was pulling at her hair.

She wanted out. So he would take her out. She was breathing heavier than normal, heaving slightly even, as if a boa constrictor was wrapped around her neck. And if he could alleviate whatever else she felt, he would. It wasn't enough to make up for the scar that was forming on her arm.. but it was a start to him.

Luckily the walk wasn't long. And once there he guided her to sit on his bed, so that he could close the door fully and lock it too, they didn't need any disturbance right now. Who knows what that would do. So now he stood across from her, from Inky. She clutched her legs to her chest as she cried a little more, so Jamil gave her a glass of water. She didn't like the taste, he knew because she'd mentioned it over lunch, but it was all he had at the moment and he didn't want her to have a headache.

They sat in silence. They sat across from each other until she was done. She was looking at the bed Inky sat on most of that time while Jamil's eyes were on her and her only. Yes Jamil was worried for her since she wouldn't speak, couldn't speak, but he still found her pretty, even now when she looked so disheveled. How come he never noticed just how pretty he thought she was? But then she was done. And he placed the glass on his nightstand. What now? He didn't know what to do, but he should think of something, right? Why was it that now of all situations when he needed his brain to work as normal, it wouldn't? What was it that really made his mind blank so much?

Jamil was in his own head at the moment, maybe even a little too far for once, since he hadn't even noticed Inky uncurl herself slightly to come closer, closer and closer yet, only to somewhat throw herself at him to hug him. And she just cried. That's what brought Jamil back from his almost chronic habit of overthinking so that he could find a good solution. But now instead of thinking about what he could do to help her, he landed on his bed, Inky half way on top of him and laying there holding onto him for comfort as she let out an actual sob.. and a sniffle and another and another.

It took him a second but he realised all he had to do.. was hold her there for a bit until she didn't cry anymore, until she felt comforted enough. Not that Inky did move after she stopped crying. She was too tired and it was warm and comfortable where she was. So she fell asleep, right there, resting her head on Jamil's chest. And Jamil stayed there. The dark haired young man had no intention of waking her for once, because right now? He was crying himself. He didn't even notice. But he knew she didn't hate him now. That she trusted him enough to not attack her again. That she felt safe around him. And so for once, he too slept. Because he could, once at least, not bother with the party or the cleaning. This was more important. This felt better.

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The last line

EVERY TIME

A Sonnet for a Knight

Eyes blue… no, pink? No, blue, steadily gaze. Surveying the land for possible threats. Hard work, though humbleness, always ablaze, But seeing the good which the world forgets.

You have such kindness set inside your heart Although it seems that you must always fight. Your gentle, calm nature sets you apart From others who also serve as a knight.

Protecting your family, and next king, While batt'ling yourself - your body, your mind. Working for harmony and peace to wing, And quietly showing a smile so kind.

It's true what I say, though it may sound bold: I believe Silver's more precious than gold.

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💖 - I admire you

💟 - How are you so cute

💝 - Love seeing you on my dash

:)

The fact that I only reblogged that post to comment on what Aster said and didn’t even comprehend that I might get things back

anyway, that’s so sweet of you! Here’s some hearts for you

💖 - I admire you

💌  - We should talk more

💟 - How are you so cute

💝 - Love seeing you on my dash

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MASTERPOST

Hello hello! I go by Inky, I am Genderfae and use she/they/it pronouns! Welcome to my gremlin Chaos! This post will contain a moot-list, my fandoms and tags for easy navigation! This blog is mostly occasional art and sillies so knock yourself out, dear user!

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My Splatoon Sideblog is here!

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Requests!

Status; Closed!

Please read the rules below before requesting anything!

Do not plagiarise my work in any way, shape or form, reblogs are alright but do not claim it as your own or you will be blocked!!

Rules!!

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Moots!

@dove-da-birb ! 🕊️ |Such a lovely little bird, generally rlly ajwbsisbsisb, my no.1 enabler

@azulashengrottospiano ! 🐙|Azul kisser and also an enabler to my rising otome obsession

@ohlookitsmorgan ! Pick an emoji boo |Love y'all v much even tho we're both bad at socialising, you're still 2 cool 4 me

@adarkenedforest ! Pick an emoji boo |You're me slightly to the left wisbwjjsj, you're fruity lmao

@cupids-chamber ! Pick an emoji boo |you're still so cool and you're so fruity too

@achy-boo ! 🌹|Your ocs are top tier and you got such good taste,,, mwah

@leonistic ! 🍞|Somehow you're singlehandedly feeding my Leona thirst ausnwjsbb<3

@cy-inky ! 😏|The alliance is formed, the pact is sealed, be a menace >:3

@krenenbaker ! 🌾 |You make me so happy when I write and you just understand susbsudbdjsjb <3

@escaaaaaanyeh ! 🃏 |The only irl I would ever allow on my page, hello ;3

@az-flaming-sword ! 🔥 |My best friend whom I love very much and deserves the world, thank you for getting me into twst <33333

@twistwonderlanddevotee ! 🪷 |The wallpaper genius ever!! So happy to have you as a moot sdsdfggf

@savanaclaw1996 ! 🦁 |I don't know you very well but I look forward to chatting with you!!

@midnightmah07 ! 💙 |Daggie creator and literally so cool hshdhshs

@viilpstick ! 🫖 |Met you through mah and you're so lovely too hdbshdhsbzh

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Fandoms!

Twisted Wonderland

Ikemen Vampire/Prince

Stardew Valley

Zelda

Alice Madness Returns

Black Butler

Moriarty The Patriot

Identity V

Hollowknight

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Words Unsaid

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Part 11 Part 12 Part 13

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This is the Tumblr hug 💝💝💝💝💝Please pass it on to 5 mutuals to brighten someone's day!

Hajsjsbdjsbsb okay!!

@dove-da-birb

@leonistic

@cy-inky

@azulashengrottospiano

@twistwonderlanddevotee

And as a treat @az-flaming-sword

And!! @krenenbaker

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I HAVE BEEN BLESSED I AM ASCENDING THIS IS BEAUTIFUL AND I CAN AND WILL MARRY THIS MAN IMMEDIATELY

(as a Genshin and twst player, it's super effective)

Jamil in Kaeya's Sailwind skin for @firenren, thank you for getting it for my lazy ass :')

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Mushrooms

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I had an idea for a jinkies convo before bed. I thought I should share it before I forget because it's exam season U-U

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@krenenbaker

Thought y'all would maybe like to see

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In a laundry room somewhere in Scarabia, by a small table;

Inky, sitting on the floor and doodling : I saw a butterfly today.

Jamil, elbows deep handwashing laundry: oh did you?

Inky: yes. It was blue.

Jamil: well that must've been nice

Inky: it was. I saw a mushroom too. In the.. the plant house thing.

Jamil: do you know what kind of mushroom it was?

Inky, holding up a very low effort web-top mushroom (doesn't exist): no. But it looked like this!

Jamil: I see, do you think it looks cool?

Inky: yes it does! I want a mushroom hat like that. I wanna dress like a mushroom. With all the extra things and the sparkly gems hanging around the veil thing from my mushroom cap hat. Like those mushroom people.

Jamil: ppft- mushroom people? What are those?

Inky: my world. People made cool fantasy outfits that look like they wear big mushrooms on their head. Mushroom people. Their outfits are very pretty and cool and I want one. I'd be cool as a mushroom.

Jamil: you would be. The coolest mushroom of all, I'm sure.

Inky: yeah! But I don't want to be eaten by Jade.. you should be a mushroom too so we can be mushrooms together and you can protect me.

Jamil: me? A mushroom? *Giggle* Okay sure. We're both mushrooms..~

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When you get the homie to check out your fandom and you get to watch them fall into the dark pit that is that fandom on live feed:

Yes this is about you krennie I know you'll see this

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JDBSJDBIDJD

BOTH OF YOU ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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@dove-da-birb

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Pls add me to the list,,,,, I will send you an emoji if you want!!!

Hey, mutuals! (^-^)/

I'm thinking of making a mutuals list to add to a little blog introduction.

If you would like to be added to it, let me know how you'd like to be referred (name, symbol, emoji, or a combination thereof), and I'll add you in!

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MOOTS AND TAGS

(I Will Probably Forget to use these tags lmao)

@xen-blank (#xe.Lu.le :))

@edith-is-a-cat (#edie :))

@theosb0rnway (#Goblin Junior :>)

@distant-velleity (#Kai :))

@l7k-a (#Luka :))

@krenenbaker (#I’m just Kren 😎🌾)

@edith-is-a-cat (#Edxiety bear <3)

@vivisvalley (#Vivi :))

@femmefaeryboi (#Silas :))

@v-anrouge/ @transpomefiore (#Aster :))

@dove-da-birb (#Dove :))

@magics0up (#Crowman >:))

@shinysparklesapphires (#Sapph :))

@messylxve (#Shiloh :))

@keii-starz (#Kei :))

@kirans-wonderland (#Kiran :))

@ravenwing0110 (#Raven :))

@hyperfixation-or-death (#Bee movie script 🐝)

@cheezy-moon (#Novah :))

@sunshinechildskywalker (#sunshine 🍭🌈)

@fizzydreamz (#fizzy :))

@xentari94 (#North :))

@ferris-the-wheel (#ferris :))

@kw4ziicat (#tao :))

@thehollowwriter (Quinn :))

@cimonim-crunch (Chef Wendell 🥣)

@elenauaurs (Elana of Avalore 💃)

@the-banana-0verlord (Lillian :))

@diabollicallyangelic (Eli :))

@notakoolladz (Ladz :))

@snowy-yoshi (snowy :))

@i-like-forgs (Ryo :))

@octo-doofus (Vee :))

@tomatette (mysh:))

@bigmack2go (Mackj :))

@dragonflies-draw-flame (Stella :))

@silly-little-goober-core (Sienna :))

@fryofthefrench (Potato man :))

@cookiecrumbles52palace / @animalsalvationassociation (Cookie :))

@lifblogs (lif :))

@here-comes-the-moose (moose :)

@citrusmornings (Mia :))

@elmer-not-the-glue

@calyxthenerd (Calyx :))

@im-sorry--what (Ro :))

@bifluidmax08 (Robbie :))

@not-so-allegiant-general (Rox :))

@elmer-not-the-glue (Elmer :))

@existing-sadly (Techie :))

@calyxthenerd (Calyx :))

@lovelikemondler (Ken :))

(I love making friends so please ask if you wanna be my moot <3)

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just fyi I like rarely ever use tags 🥲

Misc: #just little things for my intro post, #Captain America is my father, #caszurole, #Hunter’s Song, #Frilled Shark 🍄, #Re Rambles 🦈, #Re answers 🦈, #Re Asks 🦈, #cas feeds on human interaction (pls talk to me I’m lonely or depressed posts pls look out for this one)

Writing and Art: #Re’s little doodles, #Re draws 🦈, #Cas’s commissions, #Re writes 🦈, #Darling Requiem, #The Line Between, #Cas’s OCs, #Octonauts Intern AU, #Star Wars but Better

Daily Creature: #silly goofy critters

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BSJSBSJBSJDBD YOU DID HIM SO GOOD AUBSBDJABDBDBDBF

I am proposing, this is my proposal, marry me rn whejsbwudbshebeuebdvrhqbdbajrbabdh

A Sonnet for a Dancer

Forever in the background you remain

Just waiting for a time to be just you,

You hide your talents and your strengths: "Refrain

from showing all that you can truly do."

You have been told this all throughout your life.

Now, letting others stand in centre stage,

While working hard and pushing down your strife

So one day you may write on your own page.

I see the Jamil underneath the mask,

Raw talent and abilities shine through

Like diamonds, covered, but could also bask

In glory - bright, and proud, and strong, and true.

And like your dancing, it's a wond'rous sight;

Performing yourself your face becomes bright.

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If you would like to be tagged in my future writing, please let me know!

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Ajsbsjsbsisbsb KREN?? THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL?? WHAT?? WIEBEIEBEISBEV I LOVE THIS

A Sonnet for a Hunter

I see, at distance, across the courtyard, A tiny flourish as you slip around The corner - I try not to stare too hard, For I know you will sense it like a hound.

That billowing plum sleeve and feathered hat, Your voice, ever melodious and bright Has like an arrow pierced my heart, and that My dear, has made me feel constantly light.

I never used to really notice you, Despite your radiance, you stayed hidden. I don't know when my thoughts changed, or why, too, But you nestled in my mind, unbidden.

Though a life chasing beauty you have led, You seem to have hunted my heart instead.

@dove-da-birb (since you said you'd like to be tagged in any writing I posted... well, here is, uh.. not a fic, but it's something!)

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KREEENNNNNIEEE,,,!!

You did Mal so good in this!! He DOES go all in and he really WOULD do anything for lil Cater!! My heart ahsbjeshushbs ;-; I NEED TO KNOW HOW THIS ENDS IMMEDIATELY

Stop the World - 2: Seize the Moment

Pairing: Malleus/Cater

Warnings/Features: Angst (eventually with a happy ending), mention of death, (somewhat?) posessive Malleus Draconia

Summary: Cater and Malleus have found a comfortable rhythm to their lives in their last year at Night Raven College. But as the threat of change creeps closer, their fears about the future do too.

Malleus: Clinging onto the present

Notes: I've been working on the third and final part of this (thanks mostly to Inky!!), but I realized that I haven't actually posted the second part here yet, only on my AO3! If you haven't yet, you can read the first part here, which can be read before or after this one. Now just to finish the final part... And I will actually post the third part here in a timely manner once it's finished, instead of a month later! ^^;

Tags: @dove-da-birb, @inkybloom-luv, @silvers-numberonefan, @azulashengrottospiano (if you'd like to be tagged, or not tagged, in the writing I post, please let me know!)

When Malleus made a commitment, he put everything he had into it. He was aware that this intensity could be off-putting to some. It tended to scare people away. Even more so with everyone already fearing him for his name, strength, size, and social position.

Everyone, it seemed, but the human sitting beside him that very moment, leaning into his side. The one who was brave enough to approach him with a smile and, curiously, gentle taunts a number of months ago. The human who slowly opened his heart, gifting everything from his tears to his name, and let Malleus - no, "Mal" - make his claim, finding true warmth, and laughter, and love within. The little human who became his most precious Treasure.

Despite their differing positions - and shared masculine identity - both of their families were generally supportive, as were his future subjects. Or they would be, were Malleus not the next, and last, Draconia in line for the throne. He knew that he was expected to marry and subsequently sire an heir. Or two. Or five. And though his people held no prejudice against same-gender love, his heart had been captured by someone who - as he was - could not produce children. (There were ways, of course, which would be discussed when the time was right.)

While there were also very few issues with marriage between nobility and other classes, the same could not be said for relationships between a fae and a human... especially a human foreigner.

(Perhaps it was time for that to change. For the kingdom to begin to heal from the past and enter a new era.)

Even so, another thought plagued his mind. Malleus also knew that time would continue to pass, and it would not be kind. He would see his partner, his Treasure, his Cater age and wither and die as he continued to live on. He would barely even reach middle age as moss would inevitably begin to creep onto a slowly weathering gravestone.

And even now, their time together at Night Raven College was passing terribly fast and was nearly through. In mere months there would be no more lazy afternoons at each other's dorm for tea. Visits into town to try spicy ice cream or the newest artistically prepared coffees would end. There wouldn't be any more weekends in the school library studying with their legs softly pressed together as they sat sharing a textbook. And quiet moments at dusk, watching the sun dip down over the trees in the courtyard, like this evening, would cease.

He would never wish to admit so, but it hurt.

Malleus just wanted things to stay as they were. No royal duties to fulfill. No judgements. No cruel time eating away at their bodies. Just him and Cater, sitting side-by-side as the stars slowly appeared above them.

He feels a slight tenseness from his companion. Well, the sun has set; it must be becoming cold for a human. He gently grabs Cater's hand, both to offer some warmth, and in an attempt to quiet his own worried mind.

In that moment, Malleus swore that he would keep Cater Diamond by his side. He was committed to his human... no matter what comes.

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JWBSJSJSSB KRENNIE MY LITTLE HEART- YOUR THOUGHTS ARE LOVED AND APPRECIATED NO MATTER IF THEY'RE NOT COHERENT (←according to you)

Words Unsaid 11, Stay

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Alright!! Part 11 is finally here! Fluffy times ahead but first you must pass a little hurdle in this one, good luck! And also this chapter is Krennie's motivation <3

It's a bit shorter tha I would've liked but I hope everyone enjoys it! <3333

Tw: vague mention of death, ch.4 spoilers (?)

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Part 10 Masterpost

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It had been a few days since the fireworks festival. A few days since Jamil's oh so shocking revelation. Since he realised he was crushing on the prefect, on Inky. Honestly, he never expected to fall for anyone, which was why he was slightly at a loss when speaking to her. He just doesn't know what to say to her sometimes, and he's been spacing out during his tasks. Nothing major of course, and only luckily in moments where his body had the movements down well enough that he could do them subconsciously. Even right now when he should be sleeping he was thinking about her. He really couldn't help it. But. He had to. He was not a free man. He'd surely have to surrender her to Kalim, but surely he couldn't take her, right? Well. He could, all Kalim would have to do is say the word. And Jamil was not ready to risk that, if anything he'd want her all to himself, by that he meant no risk of having to give her up and lose her to someone else.

Jamil should sleep, he really should, it's getting rather late. How much time did he spend thinking instead of sleeping? Though if he slept now he'd probably dream of her. How they'd dance together, how he'd hold her and perhaps even kiss her, from her knuckles up to her lips only to rest his head on hers and keep her by his side. The thought alone made his heart flutter, so much so that he could no longer try to sleep. Well.. it was late and no one should be awake.. alright. He picked up his phone off the charger and took his headphones with him. He pulled a hoodie over his head, he'd leave his sweatpants on. Speaking of, wasn't that the pair he'd lent Inky a while back? She must've put it in the laundry for him.

He began walking, out of the main building through the desert, it was chilly out, but warm enough. Just warm enough that he could go without a jacket or similar. A little bit away from the building he stopped, taking in his surroundings before nodding to himself and picking a song. Jamil had to get his feelings out, so dance it was.

Unsurprisingly this became a more regular occurrence, getting more frequent the more he learned about the prefect, her love for things and her dreams. Her wishes and her quirks. When he couldn't sleep because his heart ached and longed for her love, he'd go dance, if all was quiet of course. One night however, after just arriving back in his room and getting situated a knock sounded from his door again. Who was knocking? At this hour?

With more than reluctance he opened his door, pinching the bridge of his nose and sighing deeply.

"Who wants some-", he stopped speaking mid sentence as he saw who it was. Inky. And she looked shaken.. no pun intended, as she was actually shaking. She looked at Jamil with tears in her eyes, others rolling down her cheeks. She could barely croak out a sorry for him. At least that ruled out the meltdown, but still. Jamil felt his chest tighten as he let her into his room. She sniffled and sobbed, trying her best to not cry as much.

"Inky, قیمتی, what happened? Are you in pain?" Jamil asked her, not even realising what he'd just called her, precious. He'd thank the language barrier later, he was relieved that there was nothing painful making Inky cry first, as she shook her head.

"'m sor-ry..! 's stu- stupid.." She muttered weekly, before Jamil patted her head, stepping closer and taking one of her hands for a moment.

"Nothing is stupid. Not when it has you crying. Now please, tell me what brought you to tears.." He told her as she raised her head to look at him. She sniffled, taking him in her arms instead at first and squeezing very gently, listening to his heartbeat.

"I.. I had.." She started but got interrupted by her shaking breathing. "I had a dream..! A-and- and you.. I didn't save you.. you d-died in my ar-.. arms.." Inky stuttered. Jamil's eyes widened thanks to that, putting his arms around her properly, brushing a hand in circles gently on her back. She appreciated it, that she could hold him.

"Luckily it was a dream. I'm here. And I'm alive. My heart, can you hear it?" He whispered gently, a rhetorical question. He knew she could hear it, if the harsh pounding in his chest was any indication. Still she nodded against his torso, holding onto him tighter as she felt her knees buckling. He noticed and he held her up, his one hand going down to her thigh, a silent signal for her, so that he knew he'd pick her up. She understood, luckily, as he moved her to his bed and sat her down. He moved behind her after giving her a juice pack he'd started keeping in his room. While she drank and tried to calm herself, he treaded his fingers through her curly hair. It helped massively. A little while later she finally stopped crying.

"Jamil..?" Inky said, barely whispering. She was lucky it was this quiet. "Thank you.. again.. you're a wonderful guy.."

It was quiet before Jamil spoke up. He may have nodded in acknowledgement of her previous statement but as she moved to get up his hand moved quicker than his mind could process, holding onto her shirt for a moment.

"Stay," he muttered, which caused her to look back. "Stay here.. until tomorrow.. please..?" He asked her as she simply looked at him for a moment, surprised by his boldness, a bit of pink dusting her cheeks now. But she didn't say no. In fact, after putting the joice box that she emptied on the floor temporarily, she nodded.

"Can I? Because I'd like to.."

"Yes.", he confirmed one last time, "please, stay." Because for tonight he could hold her. He could keep her close as he wished. And not have to let go til morning.

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Translation is in the story,, but! قیمتی means precious!

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Words Unsaid 10, fireworks

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Hi everyone! Late upload but w/e! At least it's a long one! I hope you enjoy my little silly update! I have worked in a little bit of Urdu, for which I will put the translations at the bottom but please be aware that it is not a language I speak, feel free to correct me! (Politely tho please)

Major Al'ab Nayira spoilers

Slightly suggestive for like,, 1 sentence

2.5+ k words.

Part 9 Masterpost

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At the Camel Bazaar Grim managed to sniff out a Shawarma stall and also managed to convince everyone to order. Six different orders, all accustomed to everyone's preferences and still Jamil could remember them and give them to the stall owner. Both Cater and Inky found that absolutely amazing, but Inky found Jamil amazing on a different level than Cater.

When their food arrived however, one seemed to be missing. Jamil's. Everyone accused Grim at first but he was obviously not it, because somehow his counter argument made enough sense. "I could have stolen the whole spit of meat if I was going to steal anything!" Or something like that, at least.

It was then discovered that a young woman, slightly younger than Jamil, maybe by a year or two, had swiped it. Her appearance sent Jamil into a sputter as it came to light she was his younger sister, Najma. The group was theorising over what was causing Jamil to loose his composure but really it wasn't because he was embarrassed, he just didn't want his younger sister to find him with.. well, his crush, NOT THAT THAT'S WHAT INKY WAS TO HIM!! Absolutely not! He just didn't know another word for it! Yeah that's it! And to top it off Najma inserted herself into the group via Cater suggesting she join them after hearing how her plans got cancelled after Mr Viper had sent her out to tell Jamil about the change in seating, though this was because their father did not quite understand phones and technology all too well. Of course, that made Cater give Najma the rundown of the group after Jamil had been unwillingly coerced into letting his sister join. Everyone else got a turn and then it was time to introduce the prefect.

"And this lovely lady is the prefect, Inky! She's super sweet and the school would probably go up in flames without her! Get this: she's actually real cammable! And her outfit today is an easy 100/10!" He said, and of course, that flattered Inky, although she didn't really fully believe that. Actually the part about the school was probably true but the rest was a little odd to her. She did try to be sweet though. It was then that Najma noticed her as Jamil had sort of stood in the way, which was totally on purpose. Najma inspected Inky a bit, noticing her brother was looking at her as well, trying to keep a stoic expression. But there was just something in his eyes that felt different, new, more.. affectionate even. And then she realised. The pretty little lady had stolen her big brother's heart and he was more than slightly in absolute denial.

"And that's the short n sweet on our little group!" Cater finished.

"Wow, honestly I'm surprised my brother has this many friends! He never mentions anyone when he comes home over the holidays!" Najma said, which made Jamil respond in a slightly agitated manner.

"They're not my friends, they are schoolmates, that's all." To which Najma ghasped in exaggerated shock, worming herself through the group to behind Inky, gripping her shoulders. Which, Inky seemed slightly hurt by what Jamil had said, though he didn't intend to make her feel that way.

"You can't tell me this little cutie of a girl you brought is *just a schoolmate*" Najma said, continuing to feign shock to tease her brother.

"Well- no, she's not just a schoolmate. She's.. a close friend. Had I the time to say anything I would have but for today I am busy." He answered, trying once again to avoid the truth. It was then Najma had a sort of lightbulb moment. She had never been more glad to be his sister and to understand what he meant by that.

"Jamil Viper..! تم اس کے ساتھ چھپ کر چھیڑ چھاڑ کرنا چاہتے تھے..!"

She said, a smug grin now plastered on her face. Her brother was making googly eyes at a girl and was trying *so hard* to hide it that it was almost hilarious!

"No! آپ چیزوں کا تصور کر رہے ہیں!"

Jamil said, almost a little too quickly. He felt immensely glad that his friends did not understand a lick of Urdu right then. Even if the little sad look on Inky's face earlier did kind of plague him. But it's not like she was his crush! He just didn't have another word! Sure she was absolutely breathtaking in her current attire, not just that, anything really and she was so sweet and- you know what? Nevermind! What mattered was that Jamil was most definitely not crushing on her and his sister was just trying to tease him!

His sister gave one last and incredibly unconvinced "yeah sure Jamil, whatever you say...~", before everyone had finished their food, save Inky, who was still holding half of hers. Odd but maybe she wasn't all that hungry yet.

One way or another the conversation drifted to a fruit vendor who was selling many high quality fruits. The group then learned that fruit grown here was high quality due to a special irrigation method since water was scarce back in the day. Malleus also learned what a dragon fruit was and Najma bought some and drizzled it with honey for the group to try.

Another mentionable fruit was the so-called silky melon, a Silk City specialty known for its taste and texture.

"It's said that sharing these with someone will make your friendship or romance last forever." Jamil explained. He couldn't help the way his eyes wandered over to her, to Inky. Would she share a melon with him? He hoped she would. He bought some for the group, himself included. Though he was surprised when Inky refused a portion. Did she not want to be tied to the group, or even him? Was it him? He had to know, so he asked her why she wouldn't take her portion, then again she didn't finish her shawarma either.

"I don't like melons much. In my home they are popular too, a summer treat but I just find it tastes.. weird. So while I would try a piece.. a whole portion would likely be wasted on me." Was her reasoning. She was eyeing Jamil's portion though. He waited until everyone was distracted with their melon bits until he turned to her again, holding out to her one of the smallest pieces from his little pile. And she did take it. Despite what she said about not liking melons she ate it. Jamil didn't know why, but she knew. It was because it was Jamil that offered, ever considerate a small piece. But they shared. And that's what mattered to them both. Cater wanted to take another picture.. but no one except Inky was down for it and she didn't have a melon so no pic for poor Cater.

They tried bread next, which made a story of little Jamil come to light. Apparently he loved to make bread when he was younger and his sister tried it once. That one didn't go so well so Jamil made Hamburger steak out of what was left. After that they saw some urns and vases at a stall, where Grim did, in fact, fall into one. Najma chose that moment to reveal that Jamil had hidden in one as a kid and scared the daylights out of his sister as her tried to leave with it in a very Link hiding in a barrel fashion. It embarrassed Jamil to no end but Inky was giggling at least.

Since it had gotten hot now they settled on going to get some coconut water. Turns out that Kalim drank it by the truckload and the Malleus Draconia cracked the empty coco-fruits for everyone to enjoy. You know, like a glorified nutcracker. No one was gonna believe that. After that, they wandered and found a stall that sold, among other things, dates! The vendor recognised Jamil and began to coerce a story out of him. The one that explained his seething hatred and fear of bugs. He'd burnt down an entire awning of the stall trying to get the bug away, but he was a child and the control he had over his magic at the time was most definitely not that great. Apparently he was crying too, according to the stall owner. But that didn't matter much because right in the next moment it was Inky that shrieked and jumped at Jamil, seemingly out of nowhere. It happened quickly enough that Jamil barely managed to stay standing and it alerted the whole group. But still, Jamil held her up as she clung to him, not daring to put her feet on the floor. Unfortunately no one in the group could tell what happened until about half a minute later when Inky lifted her head to sniffle as she slowly put her feet back on the floor.

"S-sorry..!" She stuttered out, drying her tears as best she could before she actually started to cry. "a big s-spider was crawling up my leg and I p-panicked..!"

The prefect was not scared of a lot of things, but spiders, specifically large ones? That did her in. It had the whole group scanning the floor but at least nothing was on fire. Jamil was trying to calm her down a little too, offered her a date, which she gladly took, no matter how much Jamil disliked the fruit. After that whole mess Inky held on to Jamil's sleeve for a bit. But they walked past a toy stall, so upon Grim's request Inky did actually buy a game.

Najma left shortly after to meet with her friends, not before giving Jamil another teasing look about the girl that he was absolutely head over heels for. Unfortunately that was suddenly unimportant as Malleus had somehow managed to disappear right then and there. Somehow Jamil seemed a bit too calm as he led the group to Zahab Market. Turns out those neat little bells on everyone's outfit, right? Those cute things? GPS trackers. Not only that but Kalim showed up, since he'd finished early and wanted to join the group a while, with permission of course. A bit of conversing later and it was decided that they would all go look for souvenirs to bring home from the trip, though it was likely that Inky would really only look rather than buy.

After everyone finished and they moved on Grim had somehow gotten his heart set on coffee divination. Turns out Jamil knew the basics as Najma was into it, this Grim could happily try. And for once, Inky wanted to as well, if only to try the coffee. Grim had swallowed the grounds, unfortunately, however Inky had been careful not to, so Jamil could read her fortune. He took a few looks and blinked.

"A J, which refers to love as well as a 1, the start of something new, a romantic relationship perhaps.. as well as.." he leaned in slightly closer "a 6.. for.. intimacy" he said to her, hoping he'd made his point come across and by the looks of those slightly rosy cheeks, he did. He said a few more minor things but that was about it. Those first 3 were the most important to Inky, for obvious reasons.

They kept walking and a little while later as everyone dispersed for a few more moments Inky was looking at jewelry. Waist beads to be specific. She'd always been fond of them and wanted to try them, too bad they were just slightly out of their tight budget, so they turned to the others to learn what they'd gotten instead. And while that went on, Jamil disappeared for only a moment, only to come back with seemingly nothing. But who knows how true that was.

More time passed as the sun set and they ran into the chief pyrotechnician, who struck up a friendly conversation, only to realise he'd been stolen from! Not only that, someone tried to snag Inky's poor old phone! Well, not someone, a monkey they'd seen earlier, that performed tricks. Malleus suggested using magic to stop the creature but that was quickly passed up on in favour of Jamil's plan, which, although it ended in Jamil fighting the man who owned the monkey, went well. Considering it was a great way for Jamil to blow off steam, of course it went swimmingly. Gently brushing the dirt off him, Inky congratulated him with a smile as the police went and took care of the crook, who regretted his life choices. The show was on!

Once they reached the venue and everyone had gotten a mint lemonade, which was very tasty, they waited. It was then that the pyrotechnician from earlier had come back, offering Jamil the chance to set off the firework festival's finale. He needed a lot of convincing but eventually agreed to do so, perhaps it was everyone's encouragement or their smiles.

Kalim was the one that asked everyone their opinions of the day, and they all had lovely things to say. "I loved it, I can't believe there's a place this amazing out here. Makes me wish I'd lived here all my life, maybe I would've met you guys sooner..!" Inky chuckled to herself, being the last one to say anything. The fireworks started and music played as everyone got roped into dancing, though Inky simply swayed a little to the beat, not far from Jamil, who took the chance and danced with her, once again for a little while, instructing and guiding her along the way, not taking his eyes off her and her bright smile for even a moment. When it came time however he gave the cue for the final fireworks. His heart raced as he looked at all his friends and then at Inky, who was standing there amazed and wide eyed, the biggest smile on her face. He stepped closer, slightly out of breath.

"Was.. was the timing right? Did I do it? How did.. how did everything look?" He said, turning to face the night sky, lit with blooming colours and bright lights, like stars or flowers that blossomed. Everyone was enamoured by the performance of the carefully organised spectacle. Even he allowed himself a brief moment of distraction until he felt a hand on his shoulder and something soft on his cheek. he looked to his side, seeing a flushed Inky look at him from the corner of her eyes as she pretended to enjoy the fireworks rather than stare at him. He grinned, a smile on his lips as his own cheeks grew hot. He couldn't help but intertwine their fingers and hold her hand in that moment. It was pure bliss. Alright. Maybe he did have a crush on her. Maybe he loved her even. Who could say? Jamil certainly couldn't. But he could say for certain he had fallen. And maybe that was okay this time.

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Translations:

¹; You wanted to flirt with her in secret..!

²; You're imagining things!

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