#jamil viper packs

[kiwicidios]

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[cerealmonster15]

that gravity falls scene but make it jamiazu

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

OKAY I HAVE ONE MORE!! I just read the post you did where s/o got injured after getting in a fight, and I'd love to know how Jamil, Trey, Ruggie, Jade, and Deuce would react if their s/o tried to hide the fact they got hurt? Either because they didn't want to be a bother or because they knew the guys were busy and didn't want to add to their plate. Even going as far as avoiding them for a day or two while trying to (badly) nurse their wounds.

Deuce Spade:

Deuce can’t be entirely mad at you since that would be the same thing he would do. He wouldn’t want you to worry about him either, but now he sees how that can actually hurt more. You had never given him a reason to be dishonest before and he hoped you saw from his calm reaction that you didn’t have to fear confiding in him, either. He was here to be your support if you didn’t want his protection, he just needed you to at least let him in on what was happening. He’d stop anything to take care of you and he makes that clear, wearing an intense expression as he made you promise to tell him if you were hurt like this again.  

Jade Leech:

Jade could always smell blood in the water. While he allowed you to foolishly believe you were hiding your wounds from him, he was aware from the beginning that you were injured. If you were trying to hide it from him than he wasn’t going to point it out until he saw how far you were willing to go to keep your secret. It’s almost amusing that you’d rather be in pain rather than tell him you’re hurt but once your pain is too great to hide, he smoothly let you know he had a few nursing skills as he and Floyd used to play rough as children. He doesn’t ask how you got the wounds (he already knows) nor does he point out that he knew you hid it from him, simply smiling at you and knowing he had you sweating it out on whether you were going to confess or not.

Jamil Viper:

It feels a little like betrayal to Jamil. While he didn’t want the stress of having to care for your wounds thrust upon him (even if he’d do so anyway), he didn’t like that you apparently didn’t trust him enough to tell him. Had he done something to deserve you purposely keeping secrets from him? Your relationship had been tumultuous at first but he had thought you found a comfortable middle ground, where you were both content even if there was still more to learn about each other. He helped clean you up as he can’t help but call you out when you’re clearly in pain, scowling the entire time as he couldn’t bite back his anger at you hiding away your injuries from him. He was clearly hurt and told you to just tell him next time to save him the anxiety of thinking he did something wrong, as he could at least escort you to the nurse.

Ruggie Bucchi:

Ruggie sighed, wondering how you always managed to attract trouble to you.He doesn’t seem to take your you hiding your injury from him personally, saying he might’ve done the same as some things are just too mortifying to admit to. He grinned as he said he appreciated you not getting him into trouble with you, as he certainly got into more than enough with Leona and the others in Savanaclaw. Still, if you were hurt and needed someone to lean on you should come to him, as a wounded animal separated from the pack would get killed.  

Trey Clover:

Trey sighed, knowing it was partially his own fault as he piled his worries onto you without thinking of how you might view that. He dealt with the trouble he was handed because he knew how to, and while it was too much from time to time, you were hardly the cause of most of his troubles. He didn’t want you to hide something like an injury from him just because he seemed busy, even if he couldn’t help directly, he would have been able to get you the suitable treatment and check in on you later. You’re scolded directly and it leaves you worried he might be mad at you forever, since it was so rare to see him annoyed like this. Those thoughts end when you wake up the next morning with fresh baked goods and a note saying to text him when you finally awoke so he could check in on you.  

[dolliels]

MISSION REQUITED LOVE!

synopsis: in which you lay out a series of objectives in order to get jamil to like you back.

you fiddle with your hands, looking down at your knees, almost having a staring contest. that exam nearly put you to tears. what the fuck was that?! you studied for potionology… not… if using frog legs for a potion would make the frog family start grieving! what even was that question???

you feel a sudden brush on your shoulders and you look up to see a concerned face. what was his name? jaemeel? jade mile? you forgot, you rarely talked to the guy, but for some reason, his genuine expression of concern made you feel at ease.

“the exam screwed you over too, huh?” he said, chuckling lightly, almost at himself.

you nod, choking back your tears. “what was even that frog leg question?”

“no idea.”

hence was the start of your newfound friendship with jamil viper.

your first impression of the guy was that he was just your average, friendly joe who was trying to get by. you found out that he’s actually quite quick-witted, sharp mouthed and a great cook. his grades are pretty average, but you had your suspicions. he’d sometimes score lower than you in exams and he’s the one that helped you study!

however merciless jamil may seem, he was still pretty caring, just more silently. he’d sometimes pack an extra lunchbox everytime you complained about the lack of food, help out on assignments and tests and however busy he is (with kalim, mostly.) he’d always make some time stop by)

safe to say you’ve harbored a one-sided crush on him.

no matter how close you two were, you knew that you definitely weren’t his type at all. you were a handful at times (most of the time actually! you’re just too stubborn to admit it) and had a hard time fully functioning at school by yourself without some sort of support system. from how jam packed jamil’s schedule is on a day-to-day basis, you assumed he’d probably want to date someone independent, who can take care of themselves and kiss jamil on the forehead goodbye so he feels a little lighter starting his day.

so you devised a plan.

OBJECTIVE: get jamil to like you back

PLAN A : show you independent capabilities!

jamil is often complaining about how kalim can’t do anything on his own. that puts you into thought… neither can you! (lol) you get embarrassed thinking about the numerous assignments and exams jamil has helped you trudge through. your mind gets boggled when you think about it. you’re literally in the category of people jamil probably finds annoying and seeing how much jamil seems to dislike doing kalim’s bidding because he’s too simple minded to do it on his own, you decided that showing independence and that you’re capable on your own would be the most attractive to him.

so here you were, eye bags forming as you loosely write about the history of dwarves. this was a long and tedious assignment and due to your own negligence, you had to stay up to do it. usually at times like this, you’d call for jamil and ask for his help (sometimes even managing to snag a quick glance at his own work)

you felt your hand slowly lose grip of your pen as your head slowly started nodding off. dwarves are so terribly boring! your eyelids felt heavy and the last thing you saw was something about seven dwarves who housed some runaway princess…

“hey.”

“hey. wake up.”

you felt a tap on your shoulder as you lifted your head from your arms. as the blurriness in your eyes cleared, you started seeing a familiar figure… oh. it’s jamil.

jamil was seated right beside you. it was the late hours at the library, what was he even doing here?

as you turn your head to properly look at him, jamil’s eyes widen as he suppresses a grin.

“you- pff- have ink on your face.”

huh?

you look at your pen, then your hand. oh, the pen’s ink must have leaked (or exploded) when you dozed off on it due to the pressure.

the drowsiness left you as you suddenly felt yourself wide awake, face turning an embarrassing bright shade of red.

“what are you doing here? it’s late.” jamil asked, as he looked at the table with all your notes.

“mmph. history of dwarves. essay.” is all you managed to spur out.

“isn’t this due tomorrow? you had, like, 2 weeks to work on it.”

“i know. i was lazy. my bad, i guess.” you shrug as you put your broken pen away.

“why didn’t you ask me for help? you usually do.”

“i dunno. didn’t want to bother you, i guess.”

jamil frowns. “you do know that i don’t mind, right? this happens with kalim all the time.”

he wipes off some of the ink on the side of your face. you can’t see it, but from the smear of ink on Jamil’s thumb, you could probably take a guess that it didn’t help at all.

“go wash your face, and i’ll help you with the essay.”

plan A was definitely a failure…

PLAN B: show your helpfulness!

jamil is a great cook. just the thought of his meals makes your drool. you know that he overworks himself trying to prepare food for kalim, as well as you if he ever has the time to spare for it.

wouldn’t jamil find it attractive if someone could help him cook meals?

unfortunately for you, you’re not as good as you’d hope to be.

it’s not like you’re completely bad, no. as long as you follow instructions, the food turns out fine. the problem is that it’s a carbon copy of someone else’s recipe, so it’s not that special. another issue is that you use the recipe as your complete and total guide, since you don’t know how to work anything without it. so if you were in the kitchen helping jamil, you would need him to i trust your every move and… that isn’t really helpful, is it?

so you decided to try practicing your cooking skills without the guidance of a recipe!

you’ve asked riddle to generously lend you the kitchen (you hope there’s no silly rule about kitchen destruction) as it is already pretty run down from how often trey uses it, so you assumed that no one would notice the small nicks and cracks you might make if there are some already.

to your horror, maybe everyone might notice?

the kitchen was a mess, with sugar and salt flying everywhere (you got confused— why are they both white?), runny egg yolks dripping from the side of the counter (you dropped them after your hands got slimey from the other eggs) and a pitch black face, from the ashy burnt meat that exploded as soon as you opened the lid. now you’re stuck with a wonky oven that won’t stop beeping and you don’t know the cause for it.

“y/n?”

you turn around. did trey or riddle get here? from the whole chaos you weren’t able to discern whose voice was calling your name.

oh. it’s jamil.

“what are you doing here???” you ask, completely forgetting the mess you’re in right now.

“I was just dropping off some beans… because trey asked for a box… what are you doing here?”

“I’m… cooking?”

“i thought you were moderately decent at cooking. this is the type of mess kalim would cause.”

you sigh. “i wanted to try something different.”

“you should’ve called me up. we could’ve made it together when i had the time.”

“i wanted to try it myself..!”

jamil rolled up his sleeves. “here. let me help.”

you frantically shake your hands.

“n-no. it’s fine! it’s my own mess anyway, i should be the one to deal with it…”

“it’s fine. i really don’t mind.”

you disappointedly cross out plan b when you get back home.

PLAN C: make jamil feel special!

you know that jamil is overworked. he’s following kalim by the tail everytime while both managing school and his own personal time. and now he’s stuck with dealing you too. sometimes you’d feel really bad because you knew he’s exhausted, but he’d always insist and that he “doesn’t mind”

jamil is kind. even if he has a sharp tongue and tends to keep to himself. he’s wary, but he’s kind. you want to give back to his kindness.

but how…?

“hey jamil!” you yelp in a sea of students. jamil can easily distinguish your voice and swipes his head to look for you. once his eyes land on you, he slowly trudges through the students, meeting you up close.

“you need anything?” he asks, as you look back at him with excited eyes.

“close your eyes.”

“why?”

“just do it.”

“why.”

“oh my god stop being so wary close your damn eyes.”

jamil closes his eyes.

he feels something stick to his forehead.

“what are you doing.”

no answer.

“what are you doing?”

no answer again.

he slowly opens his eyes to see that you’re gone. actually, he knows you’re hiding behind a wall but he’s just gonna pretend you’re not there.

a sticky note is on his forehead. he takes it off to see what it reads.

“you’re working very hard!!! remember to take breaks and drink plenty of water!!! ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ”

jamil smiles.

within the rest of the afternoon, jamil saw these sticky notes everywhere, with forms of encouragements placed in areas that somehow only jamil would manage to catch. sneaky.

however, one of them stood out the most to him

OBJECTIVE: get jamil to like me back!!

PLAN A: show my independence!

(note: just be smart and work on projects early…)

PLAN B: be helpful!!!!!!

(note: NEVER cook without a recipe ever again)

PLAN C: be nice to jamil! make him feel special!

odd. he’s pretty sure that’s not supposed to be here.

he puts the list in his pockets and walks away. he’s gonna pretend he’s never seen the list. he quite likes the attention, and enjoys watching you struggle to impress him, even though you’ve won his affections long ago.

plan c success(?) you can’t find your list anywhere though. oh well.

[caitchercatlady]

Sleeping Over at Ramshackle w/Jamil

*Note: I meant to start writing these when Jamil's new birthday card dropped, and I apologize for being late. I hope to get Ace's story done soon, so I can drop Jack's story for his birthday.

Kalim invited you over to Scarabia for a slumber party. What you failed to understand was that Scarabia slumber parties were not the usual slumber parties. There were no card games or spooky stories being told with the lights out. Every light in the dorm house was so bright that you would have thought it was four o’clock in the afternoon for eight hours of the day. Kalim thought it would be a nice gesture to let the other Scarabia students have a night off of training and studying. Per usual, he greenlit, organized, and commenced the party all without Jamil’s consent, and the poor Vice Housewarden was already preparing for an Astrology exam, which was going to take place the next afternoon.

Feeling awful for Jamil, you accepted Kalim's invitation to the party, but you also let Kalim know that you wouldn't be able to sleep the night over because you also had a test coming up tomorrow (You hated lying to Kalim, but you also owed Jamil a favor). At first, the Vice Housewarden was hesitant to leave Kalim alone with the rest of the house. (Knowing the naïve Housewarden’s reputation for taking charge while also accidentally forgetting safety and order, you didn’t blame Jamil.) You offered to spend your time at the party helping Jamil with organizing some security techniques around the dorm, and once those were in place, the Vice Housewarden could come over to Ramshackle and get the rest he needed for the test tomorrow. Though concerned, Jamil went along with your plan anyway, starting at six o’clock. When the clock struck nine, you said your goodbyes to your friends, and you snuck an already-packed Jamil through the Mirror to the school’s main campus, so you two could walk to Ramshackle together.

At the rickety, old dorm, once you convinced Jamil that the shower did indeed have running hot (and cool) water, you adjusted the guest bedroom once more, so that all of the sheets were rid of all of the wrinkles. You fluffed the pillows to their peak softness, hoping they met Jamil’s standards. As for blankets, you took the spare ones that Kalim gave you as a birthday present and set them at the foot of the bed in case Jamil needed them. In terms of temperature, Ramshackle was not the warmest.

Jamil finished his shower, and he was fully dressed in his comfortable athletic-looking pajamas when he was approaching the stairs. You heard his footsteps pass by your room, which was not what you expected.

“How was the shower?” you asked him.

He stopped in front of the open doorway. “Better than I expected. The silence was odd to get used to, but I spent the last two minutes with the water pounding on my face. I was so comfortable; I didn’t know I was doing it until I opened my eyes again.”

“You’re not getting into bed yet? It’s pretty late.”

“I want my hair to dry before I do. I was going to make myself some tea. Would you care for a cup?”

“I’ll make it for you. You are the guest here.”

“If you want to make it for me, I’ll teach you how to make tea the proper Scalding Sands way.”

You were not expecting Jamil Viper to bring his own tea to Ramshackle. Furthermore, you weren’t expecting to bring his own tea set. According to him, there was only one way he liked his tea, and no other teapot could do his drink justice. Jamil was correct for indulging in a cup before bed. The contents of it eased your body into a state of relaxation. He found you so cute when you yawned.

Jamil helped you back up the stairs and to your room. When he put you to bed, the chill of the room attacked each of your skins. Jamil looked at the circumstances of your bed, and said that you would be too cold if you didn’t have Kalim’s blanket presents for yourself. You tried to explain that it wouldn’t be fair to take them when Jamil’s room was also cold.

“Nonsense. You stay here. I’ll be back.” Jamil fetched the spare blankets from his guest room and began to arrange them on your bed.

“I don’t think I’ll ever understand your way of working even when you’re outside your own dorm.”

“I consider it as asking for forgiveness of putting myself in your dorm in the first place, Prefect.”

“I was the one who offered my dorm to you firstly, Jamil. I couldn’t let you suffer with all the noise, especially with that important test of yours coming up.”

“I don't believe you know how grateful I actually am,” Jamil confessed. “If you let me…” He cloaked your frame in the nest of blankets. Once the arrangement was to his satisfaction, Jamil broke a clean gap in the layers to join you under the covers. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his embrace. “How is that?” he asked.

Your response was a deep, cozy sigh into the fabric. Your head leaned back into Jamil’s shirt, and he sat his chin on top of your crown, breathing slowly and deeply. The both of you were sure that tomorrow was going to be the easiest test day of Jamil’s life, and he had you to thank the most.

[k1ngdom-of-thieves]

A Twisted Wonderland request: Yuu (female) turns invisible by accident, and decides to be sneaky by giving her crushes a kiss on the cheek (they wouldn't know who kissed them till Yuu becomes visible again). My chosen boys are Deuce, Jack, Jamil, Malleus, and Leona (my actual character crushes).

Thank you!!

Thank you for sending an ask!

Deuce, Jack, Jamil, Malleus, and Leona + reader that gives them a kiss while invisible!

Deuce Spade

This was all Ace’s fault. Instead of waiting for Professor Crewel’s instructions, he decided to “speed run” the assignment so he can go on his phone all class.

That obviously didn’t work and after a very loud bang, you were nowhere to be seen. As everyone started to look for you and as Ace was getting the scolding of his lifetime you stood there in shock as everyone kept walking past you.

Since there wasn’t much to do, you decided to make the most of your little predicament. You walked up to Deuce and waited for him to hold still.

It took a minute but you were able to catch him sitting down to look at his notes. You quickly came down and gave him a peck on the cheek. As you pressed the kiss, you opened your eyes to see a shocked Deuce looking right back at you.

“Huh, Y/N?! I’m glad you’re ok but.. did you have to do that in front of the whole class?” He liked it dw, he just knows Ace and Grim aren’t gonna let him hear the end of it.

Jack Howl

Jack had noticed that there was someone nearby, but he wasn’t able to tell exactly where. He looked around from where he was at the gym but still couldn’t see anyone there.

As he was looking around for anyone near him, he felt something warm place itself on his cheek. It felt like… a kiss?? But that was impossible, right?

He sniffed the air and noticed that he smelt something very familiar; you. Now he knows he’s losing it, there’s no way you’d be able to pull something like that off; you can’t use magic!

He continues to stand in confusion until he heard a laugh behind him. He prepares himself to see nothing there, but is beyond surprised when it’s you he sees instead.

“H-hey! I had a feeling that was you! Give me a warning next time, ok?” His tail was wagging so he’s not that upset with you.

Jamil Viper

Jamil had heard about something happening in one of Professor Crewel’s classes, but he didn’t think much about it. He was way to busy making sure that Kalim didn’t cause the same incident himself.

While he was packing Kalim’s things, he felt like he was being watched; which was weird because he should’ve been the only person in the Scarabia lounge. He just shrugged it off thinking that Kalim was stressing him out more than usual lately.

As he finished putting all of Kalim’s things in a bag, he felt something warm on his hand. It kinda felt like a kiss, but that couldn’t be possible. Wouldn’t it?

As he was looking around again to see if anyone was there. He honestly didn’t expect to find anything so he was scared shitless when you appeared right in front of him.

“OH SEVEN- oh, it’s just you. What made you think you could get away with that?”

Malleus Draconia

Malleus, like Jack, noticed that there was someone near him. But he couldn’t tell exactly who; the magic level was too high to be an animal but too low to be a regular student.

Could he just have used his magic to reveal who ever it was? Yes, but that’s boring and he was very curious to see what they were planning.

As he sat in one of the lounge’s chairs he felt a fleeting warmth on his horn. Then on his temple, and finally, his cheek. Kisses? How cute. Malleus thought to himself.

When the potion wore off and it revealed that you were the one behind the random kisses, he couldn’t help but laugh. Of course you’d be the one to give him a kiss when given the power to get away with anything.

“I must commend your bravery for committing such an act. However, I’d recommend you just ask next time.”

Leona Kingscholar

Leona knew that there was someone else in the room from the moment you walked in. He tried to ignore the fact that someone was there but that proved to be challenging when they started tripping on things that he had thrown across the floor.

When he got up to scare off whoever was there, he was caught off guard when he didn’t see anyone. Even more so when he sniffed the air around him and couldn’t find the trace of magic.

Then, Leona just sighed to himself and tried to go back to sleep. This was too much of a headache over something that probably couldn’t harm a hair on his head. He was about to fall asleep when he heard a loud WHAM on the floor, inches away from his face.

He angrily shot up and felt something soft touching the middle of his forehead. A kiss? Seriously? That’s what this was all about? He was about to use magic on whoever interrupted his nap until he saw your face looking back at his.

“I should’ve known it was you. You didn’t have to do the whole sneaking around thing, you know. One more thing, did you really trip on my pen?”

[cheezeybread]

Could I request headcanons for Scarabia + Pomefiore where they overhear their lover speaking in their native language with is neither japanese or english? Maybe they're cussing, maybe just talking to themselves, maybe singing, whatever. Here are the characters + some language samples:

Jamil - bangla: https://youtube.com/shorts/WF2LbzJDzD4?si=11V-UicSCLv8vySx

Kalim - mandarin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iUCZgObUDg&t=106s

Rook - egyptian arabic: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zsz0ou4VX2g

Vil - swahili: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tpol4TKeJ14

Epel - welsh: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufKf4eORcKA

So sorry it took me a while to get around to this request, I've had it gathering dust in my drafts as I brainstormed ideas for it, hehe!

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Jamil Viper

Jamil's first introduction to your language was when you burned yourself in the Scarabia kitchen. Touching a hot pot before he could warn you that it contained boiling soup, you cried out a foreign phrase to him

"Hauar pola!" You screamed, one hand clamping over your injured palm, applying pressure as you glared at the pot "Magir Puth!"

Despite his fretting noises as he grabbed the nearest first aid kit (of course with Kalim, Jamil had made sure there was a pack in every room) and fixed your hand, Jamil had to hide his laughter. He had just assumed that you were making up gibberish like Kalim used to do as a kid- gibberish to take place of curse words.

Once you explained to him that it was indeed an actual curse, in your mother tongue, he was a bit shocked. You mean you didn't originally speak what you were speaking now??

He'll definitely ask you to teach him some words in Bangla- mainly curse words, but if he can get his hands on a book for the language, he'll attempt to learn some "sweeter" words to use with you, if only to get a little bit closer to you...or make you feel closer to home.

Kalim Al-Asim

He's no stranger to different languages! Being in a merchant family, knowing many different languages was essential to business, and Kalim has had so many tutors teaching him so many languages- he's not entirely fluent in all of them since he never gets a chance to speak them, but he knows all the basics to have a simple conversation

He probably knew that you didn't originally speak the current language that you did in Twisted Wonderland, but hadn't really heard you speak in this "Mandarin" before.

But one day, while prepping for a party, he took a small break to ask you to show him a new dance- he wasn't particularly set on what sort of dance you showed him, he just wanted some new moves to use while dancing at the party.

To his utter delight, you grabbed his hands and tried to teach him a little dance that went to an old song you heard in your childhood- of course, since your song didn't really exist in this world, you had to hum and sing it out loud.

He's definitely going to insist that you not only teach him the song, but that you start giving him lessons on your language! He figures it'll be fun to converse to you in Mandarin, allowing the two of you to have conversations in secret, where no one else knows what you guys are talking about!

Rook Hunt

Ooh, la la!

He's going to run into you whilst you're in the library after class! You were sitting at one of the tables, half-closed eyes scanning over a textbook. Of course, you hadn't been getting too much sleep recently, so it was hard for you to actually read and digest the information you were supposed to. Which led to you mumbling to yourself instead in Egyptian Araibic under your breath.

Of course, Rook doesn't greet you at first, preferring to stay back and listen to your voice for a little while longer. He enjoys the cadence of it, the highs and lows of every word...it is truly beautiful for a language, is it not?

Once he helps you get to bed and can speak to you after a good night's rest, Rook inquires as to what you were saying earlier.

To hearing you say that you spoke a different language than this one, he was flabbergasted, but intrigued.

"Read me a poem in your own words, dear, in your mother tongue! Speak your mind, call me curses, list out your errand runs, just allow me to hear you speak once more!"

He's...strange. But he enjoys the foreign language very much

Vil Shoenheit

Hearing you sing to yourself while having a spa day with Vil left him speechless, for once in his life.

He had left you alone in the bathroom to soak in the warm, bubbling water, assuring you that he would be right back once he found a certain brand of oil that he suspected Rook had mistook as his.

Once he came back to the bathroom, your words sounded so...alluring. It made his hips sway with the beat you put out with a fist slapping the side of the porcelain tub. It was rather catchy, and he couldn't help but smile as he nodded his head to your tune.

"Oh, such a wonderful language, what is it?"

He's so genuinely curious about it all, and enjoys listening to you speak about it all- how you grew up, how you felt about your culture and language itself.

And don't worry, he'll be asking you to sing to him a lot more heheh

Epel Felmier

Another curser! Aah!

Epel absolutely loves the sounds coming out of your mouth as you lose your temper and let loose at another student bothering you in the courtyard, but curbs his excitement until he properly threatens the student with a good lickin' if he doesn't scoot out!

I'm not gonna lie, Epel seems like he'd speak Welsh if he weren't in Twisted Wonderland- it just seems to fit his character so well.

And, of course, he's going to ask you to teach him all of the swear you know, so that Epel can voice his grievances against Vil and some teachers without them being able to get mad at him (because, of course, Welsh isn't technically an existant language in Twisted Wonderland, soooooo the teachers/Vil can't prove it even exists unless you become a tattle-tail, hehe!)

Once he has his fun with cursing, Epel will try his best to learn some simple words/phrases from you so he can pass you secret notes in class and talk to you in private. He's...not the best at learning a new language, so be patient with him, but he's trying his hardest!

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[mellosdrawings]

OOOOOO CAN I ASK HOW WOULD THE N2 SQUAD REACT TO EACH OF THEM DYING?

What have you unleashed?

(WARNING: Angst, allusions to death, all that fun stuff. Nothing graphic tho, don't worry)

Jamil

He shouldn’t be surprised.

Well… He isn't surprised. Jamil Viper doesn't get nice things. Not for more than a few months, anyway.

Every once in a while, life takes pity on him and throws some nice, agreeable news his way. Just enough so that he lets his guard down. Just enough so that he allows himself to think maybe things will get better. Just enough so that he can pretend he isn't chained to a fate he will never escape.

A letter to NRC, a plan that goes a little too well, a couple of upperclassmen who seem to genuinely love him for who he is and not who he pretends to be.

So of course it doesn't last. Life gives and life takes.

Kalim follows, Octavinelle gets involved, Leona and Vil-

Well…

He isn't surprised.

Jamil Viper doesn't get nice things.

Vil

They look at him like they expect something from him. Horror, anger, ugly tears maybe. Just a reaction. Anything. Anything at all.

Vil doesn't give them that. Doesn't give them an opportunity to pity him. Doesn't give them food for gossip. Doesn't give them any material to make this topic last for any longer than it has to.

He knows how it works. Someone snaps a pic of him at his lowest, someone records his voice breaking during an interview, someone catches his lips tremble for but a second, and everybody will start talking about it again. And again. And again. For as long as there is a reaction from him. For as long as the topic attracts views.

Suffering brings more views than success.

So Vil doesn't react. Doesn't say a thing. Doesn't acknowledge the topic.

Better to be a cold asshole for a few weeks than to hear about it for years.

And in the darkness of his own room, where there is no camera, no eyes, and no ears to witness his grief-

Vil cries himself to sleep.

Leona

It’s just sand.

Only sand.

For miles and miles, further than the eye can see, nothing but sand.

Ruggie had the clever foresight to send all of Savanaclaw packing when Leona got the news. They would be sand too otherwise.

Who cares.

Who fucking cares.

He could turn the whole world to sand and it wouldn't be enough.

He might as well turn his own heart into sand.

It would hurt less.

[return-to-twisted-wonderland]

It's Training Day for the Ramshackle Boys - Vil, Azul, Jamil, and Malleus see how the Ramshackle Boys stay fit. (Don't faint, Vil & Azul)

Marcus (Shirtless with a 8-Pack and buff body) (Lifting 500 lbs weights): 200...201...202...

Jayden (Shirtless with a 6-Pack/A Fit but Muscular Form) (Dodging attacks from Yuu): Come on, Housewarden! You gotta hit me once.

Yuu (Shirtless with a 6-pack/Fit & Muscular Form) (Throwing punches at Jayden): Stop moving and I will, Viper!

Darius (Shirtless with a 6-pack/More slim but has noticable muscles) (Running through obstcale course): You gotta hit him once, Yuu!

Yuu: I know that!

Azul and Vil just blue screened.

Jamil and Malleus are proud brother/best friend!

There goes Azul and Vil. Try to compose yourself, gentlemen, Rook along with the twins are watching.

Malleus: Viper.

Jamil: Yes?

Malleus: Who do you think is stronger? Child of Man or your brother?

Jamil: Jayden.

Malleus: Oh? Is that the bias talking? I believe it'll be Child of Man.

Jamil: Oh? Is that your bias talking?

[forcebewitht]

Would you do a yandere Jamil x reader?

Snake In The Grass (Yandere!Jamil Viper x Reader)

(Possible TW: Stalking, murder, slight gore mentions, manipulation, sexual implications)

He was a crafty one, that Viper. He knew it, too. He had to be to survive, after all. Slithering through the shadows undetected, simply being known as a mere servant- nothing more, nothing less. This is what was upon the surface- but there was always far more to the attractive male than what was visible.

He was always there. He would slink up beside you after class to walk with you, speak with you. Kalim would be present as well, of course- unless he had found someone else to watch over him for the briefest of times. He would ensure that you were provided for as best as he could, especially given the conditions within Ramshackle. He had already long since calculated the dietary restrictions of your body and would ensure that the proper nutrition would be packed and slipped into your bag for you to consume when you retired for the night.

He was always watching. The smoky gray eyes with a tender yet occasionally sinister glisten trailing over your figure. Every inch of your flesh, every curve, every molecule…nothing missed the calculations of the Vice Dorm Leader of Scarabia. Whenever you would attend the parties within the dorm, he would watch your every move. Even outside of the comfortable confines of the dorm he knew every secretive in and out of, his eyes would remain upon you. Within the shadows. The darkest of nights. Beneath trees. Behind walls and corners.

He would always take care of whatever business needed to be done. This, soon enough, included the disposal of the bodies of the students who had dared either step to you in aggression or affection. Bones broken, skin bruised and contorted. Blood seeping from the very crevices of their figures. His cuts were precise, and as calculative as the rest of him. They were always placed somewhere intentionally conspicuously- unless the person themselves had far too much of a potential tie to Jamil himself. In those cases? The bodies were never found.

His voice was one that lingered. It was smooth, warm, and practically oozing with a charm unlike anything you had experienced from anyone else within the institution of Night Raven College. It was deep, yet it would slightly raise in pitch if he grew a bit excited or stressed- yet it still somehow retained a level of tranquility that would leave you practically begging for him to speak to you more. He occasionally would even hum or sing near you whilst completing his tasks or simply beside you walking, and it was as though a siren had come from the darkest depths of the sea to be by you and croon its serenade and embed it into the very soul of yourself.

His touches were always gentle, his smiles like warm sunlight cascading down upon your figure in soothing waves. Given the work that he constantly was assisting with or accomplishing alone, his sleek skin was toned. Abs and muscles would peek themselves through whatever articles of clothing he had on. You would feel the very same muscles within his arms tense and tighten whenever he would touch you or gently move you around or out of the way within the hallway. Within the classroom, he occasionally would lean over just enough for those muscles upon his arms or chest to lightly graze your skin, assisting you with whatever classwork you needed help with.

His steel gray gaze. The depth of kindness yet knowledge they held. Those beautiful eyes upon that sculpted, handsome face of his that you always found yourself slightly getting lost in. The eyes that would behold you so tenderly, as though you were a precious piece of artwork within a museum, or a delicate flower that brought him a warmth inside of himself. And it was here, within that gaze, that you finally found yourself slipping under the poison of his venom entirely, his fingers just barely grazing your chin to tilt your head up to behold him in all of his glory.

“Snake Whisper.”

It was his voice, those eyes of his…those blood red eyes that were drawing you in…he had you right where he wanted you at last, having pulled you into his room for conversation during a party at Scarabia. His lips tugged into a sinister grin as he watched your gaze shift into the same blood red one he had moments ago. He bent forward slightly, his fingers remaining beneath your chin. That is, until they slightly trailed downward. They settle gently upon your neck, and you are too far gone to comprehend just how much of the poison of him you had succumbed to.

“You, my beautiful desert flower (Y/N), are now mine and solely mine. You shall obey my every word from here on, and you shall dedicate yourself to me. Your heart, your mind…your body…and your very soul are all mine. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes…Master.”

A pleased chuckle escapes the lips of the snake, his arms wrapping around the waist of his caught prey. His gaze locked onto yours once he had finished observing your lovely figure. His nails lightly dug into your flesh upon your waist, keeping you planted firmly before him.

“Good~ when you are solely within my company, you shall refer to me as Master. But when we are within the company of others, you shall refer to me either as my name or “my love”. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Such an obedient pet~ now. Place yourself upon my bed. Spread yourself out. Prepare to give yourself to me entirely.”

Your motions were swift. Your body soon was pressed against the bed, your back firmly making itself at home upon the comforter of the Viper that had you within his grasp. Jamil grinned, ensuring his door was locked and he had placed up a sound nullification spell- he did not need to ruthlessly slaughter anyone that dared to interrupt, tonight. You were the only one on his mind- the only one he would soon claim to be his. The snake had finally emerged from the grass.

~End~

[cupids-chamber]

𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒, Skipping meals, eating things not-so healthy, quick snacks and nothing really fulling.. all of these things were noticed by your partner… He was indefinitely worried about your health.. and before you knew it, he began packing your lunches, with utmost care he'd bake and cook dishes to your liking.. Maybe they weren't perfect, but it was all for you.. And he loved seeing that smile on your face as you'd eat his food.. He'd pack the lunches to be as aesthetic as possible.. Mainly because he liked the idea of you showing it off, that your partner takes care of you so well! He'd send sweet texts right before lunch and after, making sure you ate…

— TREY CLOVER, Vil Schoenheit, Deuce Spade, JACK HOWL, Azul Ashengrotto, Sebek Zigvolt, MAMMON, Simeon, Baizhu, KAVEH, Thoma, Wanderer/Scaramouche, TAMAKI SUOH, Izuku Midoriya, Tenya Ida , JAMIL VIPER

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[yuri-is-online]

A Step Behind the Curtain (Jamil Viper x Yuu)

He didn't know you then, but that didn't stop your kindness. If you were willing to go so far out of your way for a literal stranger what would you do if you were friends? How far would you go for someone you cared for?

Would you still want to wish him happy birthday?

notes: they/them pronouns used for Yuu, stranger crushes, mild angst with the intent of comfort, Jamil deserves nice things. If you like this please check my master list here.

The first birthday Jamil had at Night Raven College had been painful. He had been looking forward to it initially, marked it in ink in his planner with the expectation that he would get to spend it alone.

When Kalim showed up he'd thrown away the whole book instead of re-arrange it. The thaumarks it cost to replace was nothing compared to the blow the Asim's continued to deal his pride. This year Kalim had agreed to keep from throwing any ostentatious surprise parties, but there was still the threat he would decide he knew Jamil's wants better than the man himself and do... something. If he was in a more reflective mood he might have noted that by "something" he really meant "anything," but the tension headache working itself across his forehead is preventing any thought other than a need for medication.

That he has conveniently run out of, it's all he can do to keep from grinding his teeth and making the pain worse. This is not the first time he has been grateful there aren't limited hours on the school's hospital wing, and it might not even be the last time today depending on what Kalim has planned. It is the first time he walks in on someone already sorting through the first aid cabinet, it stops him in his tracks and almost tricks him into pinching himself to make sure he's awake.

"Oh I'm sorry." The other student is just as surprised to see him, but they keep their voice at a three a.m. appropriate quiet. "Jamil right?"

"Right." He can't figure out if he has the right to encroach on their space, maybe it's the headache but he can't place the face anywhere. There is a funny feeling at the realization they know his name, different than when Azul says it but flavored with a similar worry as he opens his mouth to try and ask for his turn with the cabinet only to find they've somehow closed the gap with the tablets he was looking for in their outstretched hand.

"You were massaging your head." Is all they offer to soothe his confusion, turning towards their back pack to offer him an unopened water bottle before they turn to leave. He doesn't take the pills immediately, instead he finds his fingers curling around the packet and slowly trying to cover his heart with the illusion of their warmth. Their hands had been cold, but had he really touched them long enough to know that?

"Thanks." He means it, but they just shrug at him with a smile, as if they would do this for anyone despite somehow knowing his name.

"Don't mention it." Their name is Yuu, he belatedly realizes as he agonizes over what you're welcome would have sounded like from their voice instead of a dismissal of merit. As if sensing he wanted to hear more, they pause in the infirmary doors and turn to him with a smile he knows he could never afford. "Oh! It's your birthday right?" And before he can prepare himself they half sing "Happy birthday~ I hope it gets better." He drops the pills in shock but they're gone into the early morning air before he they can realize the flustered mess they've left.

Happy birthday. He bends to pick up the packet and downs the medication along with the fluttering feeling in his heart. There is no time to think about this now, for now he will simply hold onto the gentle calm they created for him. It can fuel his desire for a better life later, in the quiet of the petty realization that this year, Kalim was not the first person to wish him well.

[twistedwonderlandimaginesblog]

Looks like requests are open. Mind if I send one in?

Scenario: Their presence felt comforting to you despite everything that went down. You felt safe to open up about your insecurities to them also. Arguments are an inevitable part of any relationship, but this argument was probably the worst one you've had by far. In the heat of the argument they insult you on the very things you're insecure about. And your reaction to that was a tearful "Thanks for basically confirming that I really can't trust anybody."

How would Vil, Riddle, Jamil, and Azul react to this?

Azul Ashengrotto:

Azul, a man who was careful about allowing his weaknesses to see the light of day, knew he had taken advantage of your trust. It was only natural for him, a born businessman who had started from the bottom and was now securely at the top, to use every bit of information he had on you to prove a point; to get the upper hand in an argument that truly didn’t matter.  He had always fought to change his ways, to have his defenses up constantly, to not have his heart protected by reinforced walls, but it felt like an impossible task for someone like him.

Jamil Viper:

Jamil was the king of self-sabotage. At certain points it seemed he created his own obstacles, tossing them in the path of your blossoming relationship and becoming frustrated when it took even more effort to remove them. He tended to avoid arguments as much as he could but there were times, especially when he was in a foul mood, where he couldn’t help but feel the spark of anger and take it out on you. You can’t say you’d ever expected to hear such horrible things from him, the attack so direct it was unmistakable that he was trying to hurt you beyond recognition. You wondered if the relationship would even be salvageable after this as it wasn’t the first time Jamil had tested your trust, and even as he looked full of regret he bit his tongue, creating yet another hurdle that may truly be impossible to overcome this time.

Riddle Rosehearts:

It’s all Riddle’s ever known. It was like falling back on an old habit you thought you kicked, filling him with guilt, embarrassment, and every horrifying emotion in between. It made him sick to his stomach to think that he was becoming his mother, the woman he had admired for so long before realizing the methods she used were cruel and unfair to him. He didn’t want to be her but it seemed a piece of her remained within him, not sure how to apologize to you if you could even forgive him for his harsh words. He valued your trust more than anything and it was an admitted weakness on his part that his temper got the better of him, but he had only said those things to hurt you in the way he was hurting, not meaning a bit of what he said.

Vil Schoenheit:

Vil was normally level-headed, with many of your arguments handled in a mature manner that left no open-ended questions. He disliked fighting but he there are some things he can’t help but get irritated over, and it can be difficult to rise to his standards at times. It almost felt like he was keeping a tally of every time you messed up or upset him as he had examples on hand to bring up, thoroughly ‘winning’ the argument to the detriment of your relationship. You had always worried you weren’t enough for him and words from his own mouth seemed to be prove that was the case, leaving you to shakily pack your things as you needed time away from him. If it proved a better existence, you couldn’t say you’d ever come back, a fear Vil had to live with as you refused to respond to his texts or calls while you gathered your thoughts.

[yuusishi]

...VALENTINE HAPPENINGS

pairings : NRC x gn!reader (feat. Platonic Ortho)

genre : fluff , confessions

cws/tws : possibly ooc characters

a/n : valentine's day special!! I bought chocolates for my friends but two of them won't be in school on valentine's day :(

Hands you the pack of chocolates, slightly nervous, it was wrapped in the cliche pink pouch with possibly even a little string with a heart to keep it closed! It took a bit of lowering down his pride to do something so cheesy, but he felt like right now would be the right time to tell you about his feelings. And why not on the day of love, you know?

Ace Trappola , Floyd Leech , Epel Felmier , Sebek Zigvolt

"Would you like kiss one or kiss two?" he asked, causing you to be confused and slightly flustered, "Kiss two?" he felt a little disappointed at your answer before popping a little chocolate into your mouth. Now you're left wondering, what could've happened if you picked kiss one?

Cater Diamond , Jade Leech , Vil Schoenheit

The type to leave a pack of chocolate on your desk before class starts with a small sticky note attached to it asking you to meet him after class. He honestly doesn't know how a confession works, mainly basing it off the ones he's seen in shows or romance books he's read, but he tries his best to make it a special thing between you and him either way.

Deuce Spade , Ruggie Bucchi , Azul Ashengrotto , Jamil Viper , Idia Shroud

The straightforward type, hands you a pack of chocolates saying he likes you, he didn't expect an answer and even if he did get one he didn't expect it to be a positive one. But if he receives one saying that you feel the same way, he'd be overjoyed but keeps his composure :)

Riddle Rosehearts , Trey Clover , Jack Howl , Leona Kingscholar , Azul Ashengrotto (2) , Rook Hunt , Malleus Draconia , Silver , Lilia Vanrouge , Kalim Al-Asim

Everyone's wingman! He won't directly interfere or add on to anyone's confession, but he's here to give advice! Especially if you're interested in Idia <3

Ortho Shroud

[busycloudy]

AAAAA CONGRATS ON 200 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂

You deserve it!! I'm so happy your getting the recognition you deserve!!!

If I may place an order lol! Could I please have, a coffee, with tiramisu and a cobra on the side? Thank you so much! I hope you have a lovely rest of your day!

Coffee(Fluff), Tiramisu(Getting sick), Cobra Lollipop(Jamil Viper)

A/N: Thanks for the congrats Faye!!! I'm quite happy myself! I never really thought I would be noticed much or get to 200 this quickly! Well, I hope you enjoy!

Cobra Taking Care Of You

You coughed and coughed, hackled and hackled. You're throat was burning. It felt like a fire was in it. You suddenly sneezed. "Alright, I've got the thermometer..." Jamil walked towards you, putting tissues on your nightstand.

Jamil had agreed to take care of you while you were sick. You had insisted there was no need, and asked what if he got sick, but he didn't care. He just needed you to be well again.

Jamil took your temperature, which showed up to be a 100.4. "My my, seems you have a fever" Jamil sighed. " I'll make you some tea and chicken noodle soup, seeing that you're... Cold" Jamil was damn right you were cold. You had about 5 different blankets on you. "And also the fact that the only thing you've eaten today is crackers. Get some rest while I'm making the stuff" Jamil then got off the couch and went off to the kitchen.

"MC...

MC..."You heard a voice, and felt a tapping on your shoulder. You opened your eyes. "Your chicken noodle soup and tea is at the table" Jamil had a slight smile. " Mk.. " You muttered, slowly getting up with a blanket wrapped around you.

You took a seat at the dinner table, grabbing the spoon in your bowl and eating the soup slowly, taking breaks to drink tea. Soon enough it was all finished. "Get out from under the covers for a bit so I can get and accurate temperature" Jamil said. "It'll only be five minutes, not too long"

Jamil soon took your temperature, which was much lower than before, but you still had a bit of a fever. "Put this ice pack on your head, and drink some of this . medicine. You can take a nap afterwards. I'll be with you here to take care of you" Jamil smiled. "I'll be here with you always"

[romihearts]

Hello! I saw that your doing requests and I was hoping that you could do mine? I really like your style of writing and if you do have time to do my request I will greatly appreciate it!

Honestly I don’t know if you do these kind of things but can you do a Jack Howl x reader x Jamil Viper love triangle? I really like it when characters who don’t interact much are forced to interact because they like the same person. (Also if it’s not to much can the reader also be a beast-woman? Like a dog? Iydm)

If that’s too much you can make a relationship/crush hc of Jamil and a dog beast-woman reader!

Thank you and have a great day!

focus on me ! ┊ft. jack howl & jamil viper

synopsis. the troubles with you, jack, and jamil!

content. gn reader, intended lowercase

her notes. im so sorry tgat this was so late anon TT been busy w school

the bustling cafeteria was filled with students, chatting and eating at the numerous tables. seeing them so comfortable was something you envied right now.

because you were stuck at a very stiff situation, jack and jamil sat on the same side with a very noticeable gap, while you sat on the other.

jamil's slight scowl on this face was quite visible, while jack tried to ignore it but he couldn't help the eye him aswell.

there was the occasional stare at you too, it was just too awkward!

but, how did you get in this situation in the first place? well, both of them wanted to have lunch with you. not wanting to turn them down, you invited the both of them instead. now in this situation, you'd wish you just ran and hid.

"so, how has your club been [name]?" jack asked, breaking the silence while you answered with a small 'fine'.

then jamil asked, "how about you classes? need any help?" while you muttered once more a small 'no'.

you really couldn't handle it anymore! you got up and greeted them goodbye. walking away, you glanced once more seeing their facial expressions scowling more at each other.

you sighed, you really wouldn't want any tension between them..

—

as the school bell rang, students started packing their things to leave. you and another student chatted a bit more while walking to the exit when you were suddenly caught off guard by two male students.

jamil and jack.

from your previous situation, you've been slightly avoiding the both of them together to prevent that awkwardness again but you wonder if they're magnetic since they keep bumping into each other.

you squeeze in between them as they walk together with you, and that same awkwardness seeping in.

"w-well.. do you guys wanna go to the new cafe near the school? my treat." flashing them a sweet smile.

admist their small rivalry, they both have the same thought at the moment: you're just too perfect! that smile really attacked their hearts!

they reluctantly agreed, preferring to be alone with you but they really couldn't be picky.

the stiffness around finally faded out, seeing the small blush on their face makes you feel less tense.

you really do thank the heavens above for meeting them.