#janil

[romanticrivalries]

lmao

[fell-e]

it's been TWO MONTHS get OUT of my HEAD

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HELP i literally CANNOT find the og artist

reverse search only leads me to Pinterest (and its a dead end cause its a repost)

if you know the og artist do tell

[bonesjaunst]

Hot trans wizard be upon ye

[this-is-a-podcast-fanblog]

I'm once again obsessing over the idea of Janet and Nilanjana as a ship, and although I know it will never happen because she hasn't been mentioned for over two years, it would make SO MUCH sense thematically!! If you haven't read It Devours!, Nilanjana is the main character and works in Carlos's lab. She's investigating the Joyous Congregation of the Smiling God in Night Vale. Eventually she becomes Carlos's main lab assistant.

Nilanjana is obsessive about finding the truth. She often goes against the wishes of the town, and of Carlos, to do what she believes is right and tirelessly look for answers. Her personality is very methodical and a little scatterbrained, and like Carlos, she was initially distrusting of Night Vale. Unlike him, however, she still feels like she doesn't have anything really tying her to the town aside from her research, and she hasn't fallen in love with it the way he has. It's implied, though not outright confirmed, that she knew Carlos from before they came to Night Vale, which would mean that she worked at the University of What It Is.

Janet is similar in her obsession and single-mindedness, but what she wants more than anything is to be right. She'll kill and destroy and march over anyone and anything, because all she cares about is being right and having the science she strives for work out in exactly the way she wants it to. She does care about Night Vale, probably more than Nilanjana does, but mostly because what she sees in it is potential for a major discovery. And what her team told Tamika is that the only thing that could stop her was if she found something she truly couldn't explain, if she had to spend weeks or even years studying it.

With the idea that Nilanjana and Janet would have been acquaintances at the previous University campus, reconnecting over their passion for science, but eventually clashing as Nilanjana wants the objective truth and Janet wants to be right. But with love, a shared relationship, there could be the tension with Janet's drive for herself conflicting with Nilanjana's worldview - and Nilanjana, a good person who loves Carlos, becoming corrupted for the woman she's falling in love with.

Although Fink and Cranor aren't brave enough to actually make evil lesbians, they should because this would be really hot.

[married-to-google-translater]

Can you please do Janil with a reader that have a pet snake? To be more specific a ball python, they instead of attack when they feel threatened they curl up in a ball and they are actually small besides the name python

Jamil Viper

Jamil feels sorry for your snake.

Because it really can't be "normal" at a place like the NRC.

Who knows where you would store it or how you could feed your little one…

Because Crowley wouldn't really pay you enough.

Jamil would definitely help you take care of your snake.

Sometimes Jamil would bring treats for it.

He would know a surprising amount about them and would be a big help.

Your snake would like him too.

Sometimes it feels like your snake likes Jamil more than you.

However, Jamil would not take the snake to the Sacrabia dormitory.

Unfortunately, Kalim would be one big stressor for your snake.

If Grim doesn't count..

Jamil would also be interested in why you wanted a snake.

And why did you choose this one.

[blackbat05]

Janill summary 2024:

[zayray030]

- I'm just scrolling through your catalog and I see you headcanon the others having a thing for Ace's thighs

- And right below one of those posts was an image of Basketball Shorts Ace

- During games with rival schools the shorts move up or he's hanging in the air in front of someone and they see thighs

- Cue distraction

- And jealousy

- It may or may not be on purpose

not my most favorite idea, but it works for what im trying to say

AHHHH!! I cam just imagine the student later cornering Ace trying to profess their love to him only to get thrown across the room by a furious Floyd who finds it pathetic that all these kelp trash are trying to make a move on his crabby

I just know Jamil tries to cover Ace to make sure that no one can see him because Ace just looks so fucking pretty in his club card.

Like I can imagine him mid practice bending over to do his shoe laces or to stretch or whatever and Janil is immediately behind him with a jacket to cover him up

I can just imagine that one of the schools they fight against are all distracted by the thighs and are falling around like idiots, meanwhile Ace is completely oblivious, meanwhile NRC is split between using this for their advantage and protecting their precious first year

[seasoflife]

Alberta, Canada

Janille Modar

seasoflife

[enkeliseepra]

Päivitys torstailta;

Kävin suihkussa

Päiväkirja unohtui kotiin

Ostin uuden laturin

Menin Janille ja Elisalle

Elisa lyhensi tukkaani

Illalla menin neuleryhmään

[grasscaraz]

the janill match never happened btw

[romanticrivalries]

jannik left my guy meddy traumatised from an exho match of all things 💀😭 (source: x)

[sleepyowlwrites]

seven snippets, seven people III

this old chess marble chess set is from @kaiusvnoir

let's dig through really old Sleepy stuff for snippets today.

1 (at this point I do not remember what the Sicra was supposed to be for. like. what even is it. also how long is a tree-cycle)

“Wait,” Kalissa called to Mendai. She’d recovered her senses enough to feel the humming growing more persistent. She wasn’t about to let them go again. “Did you find it? Is it all right? Bring it to me.”

Mendai, who had just come out of Malcon’s tent, rushed over and held out a small pouch of blue velvet. Kalissa took it in her right hand with relief.

“Open my bag, would you Eris?” He did so, and Kalissa slipped the velvet package inside and instantly felt the soft humming of the great gem against her hip. At last, after two tree-cycles, the Sicra emerald was in the hands of its Keeper again!

2 (the biggest impact the Redwall series had on my writing was my desire to describe food in my worlds. why don't I do that anymore?)

Kalissa could smell the food already: mushroom and celery flans; blackberry pudding; yellow cheese with chestnuts; and four different breads from small garlic ones to great cheese-crusted ones. Her mouth was watering already, and the Janiren would probably not be here for a while yet. Kalissa tilted her head. That couldn’t be the Janiren’s music companions already-- could it? She listened hard while walking to the edge of the camp.

Looking through the trees, she could see the bright colors of her mother’s company. Mendai joined her, watching for a moment, then, “I’ll tell the rest to know that she’s here. You’ll be here to wait for her? You’re the leader; it’s your right.”

3 (what the fridge is a seelin)

Miranie shook her head and stood up abruptly. She bowed and left the fire. She strode to her tent hurriedly and swept inside. Her heart told her that she had known this for a long time, but her mind couldn’t accept it. Sitting on her pallet she tried to calm herself. When the rest of the janil had also returned to their tents, Miranie left hers, and walking noiselessly through the camp, came to the edge of the clearing. She knelt down and leaned against a tree.

“Miranie?” Startled, she turned. Teleaf was coming towards her. He sat by her, but they didn’t say anything for a while.

Then Teleaf gently grasped her shoulder, “Miranie, it’s all right. Myla said you probably won’t be a full seelin for at least another four tree-cycles. You can learn all about it by then. And I know that you will do well; you always have in any situation.”

4 (I especially do not remember the point of this arc)

The village of Small Valley had been there since before anyone could remember. It was just as its name imposed, a little town located in a small valley at the edge of the Ice Crest range. Ordinary would be the word to describe these people at first glance. Run down houses and shacks was the accommodation here, along with rough, muddy paths that passed as streets for the farmers’ wagons loaded with the few vegetables that would grow in the thin soil. Hardly any visitors ventured out to this tiny speck of life holding its own by the grey shadow of the mountains. One would think that this dusty, dirty, shallow place was of no importance. However, this particular tiny speck of life was more than just its look. Unknown to most of the villagers, their town was being watched by something, something big and ancient, a creature from past years. One boy had a secret.

5 (okay I do remember this little poem)

All the while that Teleaf followed Miranie he kept a close watch on where they were going, noting broken branches and stones, to help them get back from wherever they were going. They went on for ten minutes until they reached a clearing. Miranie gasped at the many spirits she saw around the perimeter. The birch she had followed beckoned her closer and other birches joined her in singing a slow, hypnotizing, happy song as they danced round and round. Miranie felt amazed when she found she could understand the words. Soft the wind that blows at night Soft the warm twinkling starlight Soft the silvering moon bright As darkness forms its web Walk the mossy ground gone cold Drink the twilight ripe and old Feel the shadows growing bold As darkness forms its web

6 (I don't think I realized how much of a self-insert Kalissa was back then. that came later)

Kalissa tossed restlessly in her bed at the Silver House. First she tried one side, then the other. She couldn’t sleep on her back or on her stomach either. The Sicra was in its blue velvet bag on her bedside table, humming very loudly. It had always seemed strange to her, the way only she could hear its humming and see its vibrating. It was rumbling now, banging on the polished surface upon which it was resting. Finally Kalissa rolled over and snapped at the violet-scented candle on the table and a flame appeared and glowed, shining on the surface of the bag containing the Sicra. She grasped the bag and pulled it off the table and onto her bed. Once she touched it, the emerald immediately stopped moving. It was warm in her hand as she drew it out of its sack. Placing on her heart she felt its soothing song fill her spirit.

7 (14 year-old Sleepy: there aren't enough fantasy names in this scene, better add another one)

When they entered Wymien’s great library, Kalissa took in the smell of leather, and parchment. Spying Minrissie in one of the aisles, she hurried to catch up with her.

“Min, wait a moment!”

Minrissie paused and set her armful of books down on a nearby table. “Is something the matter?” She read the stress and puzzlement on Kalissa’s face. “What do you need to learn about?”

Coming up behind her, Erisin said, “Books on Gifts, and some on rare ones. We need to find out what a Serith is, for starters. Then,”

Minrissie cut him off. “Serith? Hmm, let me think. I’ll get Lienbouri to help you with that one. Just a minute.”

hope you enjoyed those. alright, seven people. @dontjudgemeimawriter @justwriteyoudummy @halfbit @jasperygrace @incandescent-creativity @vermontwrites @writing-with-melon or anybody, of course

[blackbat05]

MCU: We have the greatest multiverse

Janill: Hold our beer.

[dizzified]

He's a severe hypochondriac and a germaphobe.

British accent.

He is very tall.

Has a medical degree and is a licensed doctor but won't use his skills.

Refuses to help sick and injured people due to his own personal trauma and aversion to germs and illness.

Due to not allowing himself to be exposed to sicknesses, his immune system has weakened over the years, and when he does get sick, it can be life-threatening. 

Has an older sister named Janile, who works as a biochemist. 

Despite being almost 30, he's aged from stress to the point he already has grey hair and looks twice his age. 

Is allergic to dirt.

Ex-boyfriend to Saga Lenvire.

His germaphobia and hypochondria was way less severe before he met him.

Saga would purposely trigger Veirium, 'accidentally' wiping dirt on him, shoving him into mud, handing him dusty, dirty, or otherwise unclean objects, covering him in dust, and using his cloak to clean things before giving it back to him. He also was a manipulative gasligher who loved to make Veirium feel insane, influencing him to do detrimental things before turning around and blaming him for it, claiming that he never told him to do so. He was also someone who made Veirium believe he was constantly ill, driving him to over-medicate and harm himself to try to fix illnesses that weren't there, only for Saga to reprimand him for it.

Saga intentionally made Veirium's entire town sick, instantly pressuring and pushing him to make a cure, behind the guise of being supportive of him and worried for everyone. Behind Veirium's back, he tampered with the cure, before hounding him to release it unfinished, and despite his apprehensions, ultimately ending up in him doing so, which led to the death of the entire town, including Veirium's family outside of his older sister.

Saga ended up leaving Veirium in the aftermath with a note blaming him for everything that had happened, and Veirium swamped with the trauma and guilt of believing he caused the death of everyone in his hometown, refused to use his skills to help anyone medically ever again, out of fear that he'd once again end up killing someone.

The situation left him with not only massive amounts of trauma but his relationship with Saga had caused his hypochondria and germaphobia to become borderline crippling. 

To this day, that guilt still hangs on his shoulders.

Veirium will clean every surface possible, he always carries cleansing supplies with him and despite wearing gloves, won't touch anything unless it's been thoroughly cleaned, and his definition of thoroughly clean means not being able to see a molecule of dust or grime on it. 

He often deprives himself of sleep in favor of compulsively cleaning. 

His eyesight isn't the best, therefore, he wears glasses.

Other than for washing it on a regular basis, Veirium doesn't like taking off his cloak, as he feels safe and protected when wearing it, unless it's dirty. But just in-case, he also wears a mask aswell.

He carries pepper spray for protective reasons, especially because he doesn't like people getting too close to him.

If you cough or sneeze in his presence, he will spontaneously combust. 

He has a habit of taking things way too far when it comes to his health, he's one to resort to drastic measures if he believes he's ill or infected and isn't above trying to cut off his own body parts or cut his body open in general to attempt to remove whatever he believes is ailing him. In his mind, that's the only way to fix things.

Despite having a medical degree and being good at his job when working with other people, when it comes to himself, he throws everything out the window in favor of panicking. Due to his knowledge of medicine, he's quick to just down medication he doesn't need if he believes it's necessary. 

He used to have long hair but ended up cutting it short and slicking it back due to long hair attracting more germs.

He is a complete shut-in and barely goes outside of his house for anything. 

He is often confused for being a plague doctor. 

Like a standard doctor, he has horrible writing abilities, and despite saying it's perfectly legible, it is indeed not.