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anmiruzu · 7 months

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may I request 26 with Jamil for the Halloween prompts

into a haunted house with jamil

a/n dhshshsh posted this a day late oops. i fell asleep early and i forgot to post this, my bad. just pretend i posted this on time

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October sixth,

jamil viper; prompt 26: “That kind of scared me. Don’t worry I’ll protect you.”

you dragged jamil into a haunted house, you’ve never experienced a haunted house before and desperately wanted to go with your closest friend.

“is it okay if i held onto you?” you asked.

jamil sighed, “are you scared already? we’ve barely set foot inside and you were the one who wanted this”

“i know, i know, but it’s my first time going in one”

“it is?”

“mhm, seeing as there’s one here at nrc, i wanted to check it out”

“i see”

the two of you entered the haunted house, only for you to get immediately jumpscared by the first thing you saw. letting out a small yelp, you grabbed onto jamils arm.

“that kinda scared me..”

“kinda? more like it did, by a lot” jamil teased, “however, don’t worry i’ll protect you.” he now reassured you.

(you can still request ^^)

{slots taken 13/30} ⟡ {rules/prompts}

{2023 halloween dialogue lineup}

{twisted wonderland masterlist}

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xenia-cenia · 1 year

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Saving You! - Jamil Viper x Fem!Reader

A/N-So you see I may of become a Jamil simp. Anyway! @phaindulgement this is your fault.

NONE OF YOU SAW THAT I FORGOT TO MAKE A TITLE

Word count: 1,925

TWs: Kidnapping for political gain, pre-established relationship, reader is Yuu/prefect, spoilers, protective Jamil?, i am once again doing abrupt endings its just in my blood, i was up all night doing this

Jamil muffled his breath with his hand, conscious of his every movement, staring off into space to cool his head. Half an hour ago, he’d been contentedly reading his favorite book before he went to sleep, but now he’s gotten you pressed up against his chest, softly snoring.

With his spare hand uncomfortably hovering in the air, he tried to reach for his magical pen sitting on his nightstand. If he could reach it, he could summon a pillow, turn the lights off, or use wind magic to move you enough for him to readjust. But no, each time he got close to the pen, it’d roll a little bit further away.

He scowled at the stupid situation, already imagining the crick in his neck the next morning. Like he needed another headache.

Part of him was tempted to swat at your arm until you woke up, but then he’d look down and see the way your cheeks were puffing out and he’d feel his heart race.

“I’m so mad at you.” He whispered, pulling the covers around your shoulder so you didn’t get cold, “You know how hard I work.” He punctuated his words by kissing his fingertips and pressing them against your forehead. “Idiot.”

He leaned against the headboard, running his fingers down your arm, and let your breathing lull him to sleep.

Harsh light beat in through the room, tearing Jamil from his sleep. He groaned and pulled the covers over his head, attempting for a few more minutes of rest. Or at least he would’ve, but today he felt himself jolt awake and the feeling of warm skin on his hands.

Jamil looked at the source of his surprise, a still completely asleep you. He chuckled softly, rubbing the exhaustion from his eyes, and gently shook you awake.

“Mmm?” You mumbled, your eyebrows slightly raised but eyes still shut.

“Good morning.”

“Mmm...” You groaned, pulling the covers over your head.

“You’ll be late for class if you take too much longer.”

“Class can wait.”

“Maybe for you, but I have to make sure Kalim doesn’t get into any trouble.”

You groaned as he pushed you onto the other side of the bed, holding onto his clothes loosely. “Jamil...”

“By the sands, you’re starting to sound like him.” He got out of bed and stretched, turning his head to the left and right. “Oof.”

“I...”

“You know, Grim’s probably looking for you.” He slightly turned to face you, before pulling out his school uniform.

You shot up. “Oh, crap!” Scrambling out of the bed, you hurriedly kissed his cheek and rushed out of the door. “Bye, love you!”

“Love you, too.” He mumbled after you were out of earshot, his face alight. He changed into his uniform, fidgeting with the strings on his hoodie as he looked at himself in the mirror.

Other than the ever-present eye-bags, he looked nice. Good, even. A servant of the Al-Asim’s must always look respectable. He huffed in annoyance and ran his fingers through the overhanging bangs on the right side of his face.

He smiled falsely into the mirror, watching the way his eyes dimmed. “I don’t hold a candle to Kalim. I am straight 5 out of 10s. Average all across the board.” The longer he repeated his morning mantra, the more flickers of anger clouded his expression. He groaned in annoyance and stepped away from the mirror. Maybe tomorrow he’ll get it right.

On the other side of campus, you were rushing back to Ramshackle to avoid the inevitable fallout of Grim discovering your not-so-secret boyfriend. You didn’t want to even imagine the never-ending teasing. However, outside the gate, you were surprised to see a group of men in black suits.

You slowed your pace and cautiously approached them, a nervous smile on your face. “Ah, excuse me...” You tried to push through them and enter the safety of Ramshackle.

“Uh, ahem.” One of the men cleared his throat, “Are you (Y/N) (L/N)?”

“Nope never met her. If you’ll excuse me...”

One of the men grabbed your shoulder, his hands sizzling the fabric. “Do you know where we can find her, then?”

“Ah... actually I heard she dropped out! Oops! Just missed her!” Your eyes shot between the group of men.

“Really? Then, what are you doing here?”

“I’m... uh... cleaning staff?”

“I suppose you’re adept with magic then. Come on, now, show us a spell.”

One of the other men spat, “Stop wasting our time. Just grab ‘er and let’s go.”

The man with his hand on your shoulder rolled his hands and hit you under the chin, both throwing you back and knocking you unconscious.

When you woke up, you were tied to a chair that was sitting in a cluttered room. The room was filled with dusty papers and torn furniture, the only saving grace being a pristine window that overlooked a small town. The men who kidnapped you were sitting on the hardwood floor, playing with a deck of cards.

You blinked, your head lulling as you tried to look around. “...am I?” You mumbled through slurred speech.

One of the men started to laugh, and another just scoffed.

“You’re far.” The man who knocked you out responded. “That’s all you need to know.”

“F... far...?” You grimaced, “Home?”

“Hah!” He looked over to you, slamming his cards on the ground. “Think we’d risk all that just to take you home? Sevens, you’re not very bright.”

“Wh...”

“Listen, kid, this really has nothing to do with you. You’re just some unfortunate schmuck like the rest of us, dating that Viper boy.”

“Ja... Jamil?” Your heart started to race, a wave of clarity overtaking your senses, “If you hurt him, I’ll-”

“Calm down. You’ll both get out of this fine. He’s just gotta tell us about the Asim’s business proceedings and we’re all happy.”

“A-and if he doesn’t?”

The man stood to his full height, a sorrowful smile on his face as he grabbed the back of your chair and dragged you to the window. He leaned you slightly over the edge, the front legs of the chair in the air, the harsh wind billowing through your clothes. Hiccupping sobs started to tear through your body as you looked at the distant ground. You struggled against your bonds, bringing your eyes to his. “P-please, no.”

He looked at you, though he seemed to be seeing something far before you, “Y’know, I don’t want to do this either. Be here, kidnapping some teenager. Got a kid back home, around your age. And he likes to live large, who am I to turn him down? So I join this corporation, and what do I know? The biggest competitor in all of Twisted Wonderland is the Asim family. One family. How crazy is that? They tell me, to find out everything. No matter how. They’ll protect me, they say. Protect all of us. But how do we even get close? That dumb heir of theirs can’t tell cliff from meadow, and their estate is heavily guarded. And then we find out, that dumb heir pawns off all his work on some underling. And, what do you know? That underling’s dating a completely defenseless fool.”

“He... he doesn’t know anything.” You swallowed your fear and looked him in the eyes.

The man chuckled hollowly, “For your sake, I hope that’s not true.” He pulled the chair safely inside, placing you next to the window.

You gasped for air, limp against the ropes keeping you to the chair. With bleary vision, you looked back at the men and hoped they’d at least end you quickly. You shut your crusted-together eyes, trying to pretend you were back home.

Jamil had a very stressful day, as usual. He had to stop Kalim from organizing three separate parties, there was a pop quiz, and you hadn’t been answering his texts all day. After essentially locking Kalim in his dorm, Jamil walked over to Ramshackle and stood outside the front gate.

The first thing he noticed was all the lights being off inside, which was weird since the sun had set and you tended to be up late. After that, the gate was swung open, something you’d never let slide. Finally, there was a note skewered between the top of the fence posts.

He carefully took the note with the intention of simply delivering it inside, but his name written in blocky letters caught his attention. He unfolded the note, carefully reading the few paragraphs of text describing the situation.

Jamil sighed, never one to fold under pressure, and tucked it inside his clothes ready for this (slightly unexpected) task.

It took him a few hours to get to the location detailed on the note, a looming abandoned tower. The wooden door creaked open, quickly announcing his presence. He winced and tried not to imagine all the bugs roaming about, quickly taking to the stairs.

The note had specified that they’d be waiting for him on the top floor, so he walked up 17 flights of stairs, taking the time to check each floor for traps or possible ambushes as he went. By the time he reached the top, he was more than slightly annoyed.

Five men were waiting, two on each side of the stairwell and one standing next to an open window gripping the back of a chair you were tied to. Jamil instantly raised his hands in defeat, cautiously entering the room.

“You came.” The one standing next to you spoke in a raspy voice.

“Hm.” Jamil surveyed the room. “Well, I suppose this is the part where you threaten me?”

The man laughed loudly, “You’re bold. Information on the Asim’s or she gets it.” He tilted your chair slightly off the edge.

Jamil’s calm façade momentarily broke as he took a step forward, his charcoal eyes locked on the man’s blue ones, “Don’t be rash.”

“It’s just a simple trade.” The man smiled, enjoying rocking you back and forth on the edge. “A life for a life, let’s say.” You bit your lip to keep your silence, your eyes skewered shut.

“Alright. What is it you need? Upcoming deals? Schedules?”

“Everything you have.”

Jamil scoffed, “Well, most of it is Kalim’s favorite meals. That, too?”

“Don’t try to be smart with me.”

“I’m just average all across the board. Nobody would describe me as smart.” He spoke with a calm face, despite his racing heart and sweating palms.

The man looked up, making eye contact with Jamil before his eyes dimmed and he threw you on the opposite side of the room. You coughed at the sudden movement, reeling from how your head struck the wall behind you. When you looked up, Jamil was standing in front of you with his magical pen drawn and the remaining four men were unconscious on the floor.

He closed the distance between the final man, whispering something in his ear before he collapsed. Jamil took a second to breathe before rushing over to you, untying the knots and holding you in his arms.

With shaky arms, you pulled yourself against his chest and listened to his racing heartbeat.

“Are you okay?” He whispered, staring blankly at the chair you were tied to moments ago.

“I love you.” Your croaky voice was nearly lost between the folds of his clothing, but he leaned down to kiss your ear anyway.

“I love you, too.” He held you tighter, hoping you couldn’t feel the tears starting to run down his cheeks.

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twsted-idiot · 9 months

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could you do Jamil with an s/o who likes to help him out with cooking and stuff?

This is actually so cute omg...thank u for the req!!

Tags: @g0ttal0ve101 @crowisinthetrash (ask to be added or removed :3c)

Rbs n stuff appreciated, gender isn't mentioned/specified

this is literally from forever ago and I’m brain dead so 💀

As much as he appreciates it when you offer to help him, he’s a bit reluctant. Not necessarily from a lack of trust, but because he doesn’t want you to have to worry about helping him, and also because he’s used to doing those kinds of things himself.

Eventually, after you reassure him that you don’t mind, and that you want to help him, he gives in and let’s you.

^ though he would never admit it out loud, he actually enjoys the time you spend together, wether it’s helping him cook, clean, or help take care of Kalim’s responsibilities

he thinks he’s subtle, but he totally admires how focused you are when helping him, and honestly finds it endearing, he’s not subtle about sneaking little kisses on the cheek and forehead while the two of you cook or whatever

#Jamil Viper #Jamil x yuu #Jamil x reader #Jamil Viper headcanons #jamil viper x yuu #jamil viper fluff #Twisted wonderland #Twisted wonderland Jamil #Jamil twst #Jamil twisted wonderland #Jamil Viper twisted Wonderland

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mostroloungeofficial · 12 days

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High res. Tapis Rouge Vil, Jamil and Azul groovies

Oh they go together. They're at the red carpet

#twst #twisted wonderland #azul ashengrotto #vil schoenheit #jamil viper

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wellerdanny · 1 month

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Jamil's dream

Jamil's heaven be like:

#twisted wonderland #my art #disney twst #yuu twst #jamil viper #kalim al asim #silver twst #comics

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anmiruzu · 7 months

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{hello! this is from the other jamil request bc i’m an idiot who didn’t realize i was writing for the wrong prompt until after i was done and was double checking everything. so yeah. btw the other jamil request was prompt 26 while this is prompt 25.}

a bloody ghost or not?

a/n okay so now i have officially finished all the event requests… dhhssb and there’s still more days of octoberrrr fushsh idk what to do now. pls send in event request so i can continue the event. i’ll start working on the regular requests too.

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October tenth,

jamil viper; prompt 25: “What happened? Let me help you!” / “Relax, the blood is fake.”

as the ramshackle prefect managing only one other student in your dorm, you weren’t expected to participate in the festivities; in fact you were even forgotten about by headmaster crowely.

so you decided to help out the other dorms. especially when the issues about the magicam people came up.

which is how you’re currently in this situation, wearing pure white clothing stained with fake blood stains, a costume vil is letting you borrow. While he does your makeup, turning you into a bloody “ghost.”

with one of your friends helping you in the background, you floated and seemed transparent, truly making you look seem like a ghost.

so you floated around the school, scaring off the people who disrespected the property.

Only vil and your other friend was aware of you helping you, so you decided to scare your good friend, jamil.

so coming up from behind him, you jumpscared him.

“boo!”

jamil, tired from the visitors piling up trash at the school store, flinched from your jumpscare and looked back at you immediately noticing the blood. his tired mind thought the blood was real and thought you were hurt.

“are you okay? what happened? do you need help?” he questioned, genuinely concerned for your well being.

“hm? i’m okay. it’s just makeup, see?”

you wipe your thumb across your cheek, smearing the fake blood.

“oh, as long as you’re okay then”

“y’know jamil, you seem really tired; do you want help with the school store?”

“if you don’t mind”

you ended up giving him a break, taking over his duties at the school store and helping picking up the trash overloading there.

afterwards getting chewed out by vil for ruining the makeup he spent quite a bit of time on.

(you can still request ^^)

{12/30 slots taken} {rules/prompts}

{31 daydreams of halloween event lineup}

{twisted wonderland masterlist}

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xenia-cenia · 1 year

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“Do you think in another life… we could’ve been friends?” Kalim hesitated as he spoke, the admission feeling foreign on his tongue.

Jamil smiled, a soft chuckle falling from his lips as he stared at the brilliant night sky. “I don’t know.”

Kalim nodded slowly, his eyes shifting from Jamil bandaging another wound to his balcony, “I… I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

“I wish there were-“

“Don’t. Wishes are for people far below you, Kalim.” Jamil tightened the bandage, hardly paying attention to his work knowing simply by feel he’d done good enough.

“I wish you were happy, Jamil.”

Jamil paused. He looked between the sky and the bandage, his fingers tapping the rough texture as he thought. “…there are some things I can’t do for you.”

“I know. If you’d let me-“

“No. You know I can’t let you do anything.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

“I’m sorry.”

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fima11 · 26 days

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Scarabia scribbles

silly lil guys with cute color palette.

#digital art #art #twisted wonderland #kalim al asim #fanart #jamil viper #scarabia #twst #i am normal #i am so normal about them

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marigoldendragon · 2 months

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In which Human-Grim has to take care of our NRC-Boys-As-Animals, and has a time of it. This was a lot of fun to do, a lot of the characters already had animal motifs, others where very hard to come up with an animal equivalent. Still not particularly happy with some of my choices, but c’est la vie. Also been a hot minute since I've spent this long on a drawing. Twisted Wonderland has me in an absolute vice grip, consumes most of my waking thoughts, clears my skin, waters my crops ... I'm tired and starting to not make sense. I shall end my inane ramblings here.

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