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acey-wacey · 2 days
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Jealous of Their Tsum
Feat. Deuce, Azul, Jade
A/n: In honor of tsumderland 2!!! (though it took me the entire event to write it). Kalim, Rook and Lilia in the future if there is demand
♠️ Deuce Space ♠️
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He gets along with his tsum though it's quite the troublemaker sometimes.
It doesn't have the same honor student drive that he does.
Though sometimes it gets into mischief, it's lack of proper inhibitions also make it bolder when it comes to you.
Deuce has had a crush on you for the longest time and never said a word because he was too scared.
His tsum however is not at all scared and has no problem launching into your arms.
You were initially startled by the little plushie that threw itself at you but once you realized it was Deuce's tsum, you giggled and let it bounce up to your shoulders.
It nuzzled the side of your face and you patted it's head affectionately.
Deuce --who had been running after the tsum to keep it from causing too much mayhem -- stopped short when he saw you cuddling with the little creature that looked so much like him.
"You're just a little sweetheart, aren't you?" You cooed at the tsum, squeezing it in your arms and holding it close to your chest.
Deuce couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the affection you showed the tsum.
Why didn't you ever hug him like that? What did Deuce-tsum do to deserve your cuddles?
"You are just so cute," you said as you pinched the tsum's little cheeks. The plushy bounced with happiness. "Almost as cute as the real Deuce!"
Deuce's eyes widened when he heard you.
You thought he was... cute? Cuter than the tsum even?
His jealousy was replaced with swelling pride.
He smiled to himself, knowing you weren't aware of his presence.
Maybe his dreams of confessing weren't so hopeless after all.
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🐙 Azul Ashengrotto 🐙
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His tsum had mostly been helping out at the Mostro Lounge, being cute and attracting customers.
Azul knew how good the adorable little plush was for business but he never expected to see you drawn to the crowds.
"What brings you to the Lounge on this fine day, dearest prefect?" Azul asked you with his signature charming smile.
"Everyone's been talking about the tsum that's working. He's just so cute!" you responded enthusiastically, looking to where Azul-tsum was filling up a customer's water glass.
Azul's perfect smile faltered for just a second, not long enough for you to notice.
"So even you can be tempted by our most adorable new staff member?"
"Seems so," you shrugged with a smile.
"I'll ensure it is sent to your table then," Azul smiled before turning away.
He secretly scowled at the tsum before walking back to his post.
He didn't hear you mutter "I can think of a more adorable staff member" before he left.
A few minutes later, there was a bit of a commotion in the dining area.
"What's going on?" Azul asked Jade when he saw the franticness buzzing around your table.
"It appears the tsum has attacked a patron," Jade said, though his smile was much too sly for that kind of news.
Azul was much too startled to notice the eel's ulterior motives.
He pushed his way through the crowd to find your table.
"I am terribly sorry about any violent behavior by our resident tsum. If anyone has been attacked in any way, I assure you, you will be reimbursed..."
You interrupted Azul before he could finish.
"Nonsense! I wasn't attacked so much as glomped by this little cutie!"
Azul couldn't tell if he was more startled by the attack accusations or the fact that his tsum was nuzzling itself into your chest. And you were cuddling it back?
Azul found himself becoming increasingly worried that his tsum shared the same feelings he had for you.
What if you discovered that he liked you because of his tsum? You would probably hate him and then he'd never see you again and all because of that stupid ball of stuffing!
First it was going to steal his job, then his crush. Sooner or later, Jade and Floyd would completely replace him with the thing!
Azul collected himself enough to take a deep breath and offer you a hand.
"My deepest apologies for this unprofessionalism. May I offer you a VIP seat while I get everything sorted with our clingy little waiter?"
You smiled and took Azul's hand holding the tsum against your shoulder with the other.
"I'm really not bothered but I'll never say no to a better seat."
While Azul walked you to your new booth, he put on a customer service smile just for you.
"Say, Y/N, you seem to enjoy cuddling with the little tsum quite a bit."
"Can't deny that," you chuckled and squeezed the puffball tighter. It wiggles its stubby arms with joy. "I've grown fond of the little fellow."
Azul's eyes narrowed slyly.
"I have a proposition for you, Y/N. You may cuddle my tsum as much as you like, with a few conditions of course."
"Of course," you repeated with a roll of your eyes.
"I don't even ask much of you," Azul continued as he summoned a contract with his magic. "Just sign on the dotted line and the tsum is practically yours."
You narrowed your eyes at the fine print before chuckling.
"For every cuddle Azul-tsum receives, twice as many must be returned to the original Azul," you read aloud with a smirk on your face.
"A tempting offer, is it not, prefect?"
You smiled and set the tsum down on a nearby table much to its dismay.
Before Azul could react, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace.
"Very tempting indeed."
🍄 Jade Leech 🍄
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You were walking peacefully back to Ramshackle from your afternoon classes when you tripped over something soft in the road.
You spit the dirt out of your mouth and looked up to see a mini Jade hopping around on the road.
You sighed and stood up, dusting off your uniform.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you, you little schemer?"
The tsum stopped its gleeful hopping to wink at you.
You laughed and squatted down to be roughly eye level with the plush.
"Well don't think you can indebt me to you. I'm a lot bigger than you after all," you said before realizing the irony. "Huh, that's funny, it's usually the other way around with Jade."
You continued on your way home but noticed the tsum still bouncing after you.
"What? Did Jade send you to collect a payment?"
The tsum shook its head, or at least it would have if it had a head. More like it just shook its whole body.
"Do you need something?"
Another shake.
"Are you gonna follow me all the way home?"
An enthusiastic nod.
"Just like the normal Jade. Can never take no for an answer."
You sighed and held out your hands to the tsum.
"Come on, let's get going. I can't have you tracking dirty stub prints all over my shiny nice desecrated wood floors."
The Jade-tsum hopped eagerly into your hands.
Before too long, it started to rain.
You groaned and looked at the little tsum in your hands.
"Guess we gotta make a run for it, eh, Jade-tsum?"
The tsum bounced in excitement.
You held it close to your chest and made a break down the dirt road to your dorm.
By the time you made it back, the tsum was stuck to you like glue.
"Come on, little Jade, I'm all wet and muddy, I need to take a shower!"
The tsum stayed stuck to your shirt no matter how much you tugged at it.
"Guess this is my life now."
After your fourth lap around the dorm, trying to dry off with a plushie attached to you, you got a phone call from the Jade's cell.
"Y/N," you answered tiredly.
"How fortuitous I was able to reach you, prefect," you heard Jade's easily distinguishable voice from the other line. "Would you have happened to see my little lookalike anywhere? I'm afraid it's gotten away from me and it's much too difficult to search in the rain."
"Yeah, actually. It's kind of attached to me."
"Attached, you say?" Jade's voice perked up with interest. "Whatever do you mean?"
"I mean literally attached. It latched onto me like Velcro and I can't get it off for the life of me which is quite inconvenient."
You heard Jade chuckle.
"That does sound quite characteristic for a version of me," he mused, making you wonder what the implications of that statement were. "I shall be right over to remove it."
About 20 seconds after he hung up, you heard a knock on your door.
"That was quick," you said as you got up to open the door.
Jade was standing in your doorway, soaking wet with a sneaky smile on his lips.
"How did you get here so fast?"
"Oh, I was already on the way."
You laughed as you stepped aside to let Jade in the door. As per his usual polite self, he took off his muddy shoes before following you to the dying room (it's in such poor shape you don't bother calling it a living room).
"Why'd you call ahead if you were already coming?"
"It is polite to give warning of one's arrival, is it not?" Jade cocked his head in fake innocence. "I would never wish to be unexpected."
"Jade Leech, you are always unexpected."
He smiled at you rebuff.
"I shall take that as a compliment," he cleared his throat and turned to you. "Now for the matter of our other unexpected guest."
Jade looked at his tsum double who was still firmly snuggled into your chest.
He bent down to look the tsum in the eye and you didn't quite hear what he said to it but from the way it released it's hold on you and scampered off to the couch, you assumed it was a threat.
"Thanks, Jade," you said exasperatedly though you knew there was going to be a catch later.
"I accept your thanks, prefect, but your payment would be much more appreciated."
You sighed and grabbed your wallet from your pocket.
"If you're going to make me work shifts at the Mostro, I would much rather pay you in cold hard madol."
Jade pushed your hands down and looked at you with a dangerous glimmer in his eyes.
"I'm afraid your little leech has not been removed, prefect, only replaced with a larger one."
You backed up as Jade approached you with a sharp toothy grin. Eventually, he backed you up against the couch and you fell over backwards.
"Poor helpless prefect," Jade tutted, looming over you, his dark silhouette outline by the flickering light of your ancient chandelier. "Who would be able to help you if a slimy eel decided to... latch on?"
Your breath caught in your throat as the wind was knocked out of you by a crushing weight on your body.
You waited for Jade to keep squeezing the life out of you but for some reason it never came.
Instead you felt the nuzzle of a much larger head into your neck.
Once you recovered from the shock, you smiled and began stroking Jade's hair.
He growled under your touch.
"Mine."
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temiizpalace · 2 days
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☆┊JEALOUS OF A FISH..?
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SUMMARY: taking your mer-boyfriend on an aquarium date, only to find out he’s jealous.. of a fish.
CHARACTERS: octavinelle
GENRE: fluff, crackfic(?)
ROMANTIC
WARNINGS: feeling unable to breathe in jade’s part, but nothing dire or life threatening
reader is g/n, if you squint reader is yuu in floyd’s
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🐙 ┆AZUL ASHENGROTTO
“azul, look!”
you enthusiastically pointed to a school of beautiful fish swimming by, their scales glowing in the soft light shined into the tank. azul was expressionless watching all the fishes swim by, not understanding your amazement by them.
“mm.” he hums, looking void of any emotion. you had bought tickets to the aquarium to take him on a cute little date together, but he doesn’t seem as nearly excited as you are. “is something wrong?” you ask, your voice laced with concern.
azul’s expression changes, doing his best to reassure you. “n-no! nothing’s wrong at all! i was just.. thinking about something.” he stumbles over his words, his body language telling you he’s trying to hide something. nonetheless, you slowly nod before looking back at the tank with the sea creatures.
in the corner, near the sunken ship prop, you catch a glimpse of a tentacle sticking out from the treasure chest. “did you see that?” you ask azul, narrowing your eyes to catch the cephalopod hidden inside. “see what?” he questions before feeling a grip on his wrist, getting dragged towards the pirate ship.
you stare at the treasure chest before seeing an octopus spring from the inside. admittedly, it was a little disturbing to look at, but beautiful all the same. it’s tentacles swayed in the water, leaving you to watch in awe. “beautiful..” you exclaim as the octopus swims by you both, causing azul to roll his eyes.
“i could’ve shown you this firsthand without some tank..” he mutters, gritting his teeth as the octopus swings by again. “i think we should go.” he grunts, tugging your hand. “what? azul—“ before even getting to finish your sentence, he takes you to the nearby café.
“what’s this about, azul?” you sigh, clearly sensing something wrong. he turns away, afraid to make eye contact with you. “it was nothing.” he shrugs, taking a seat at a nearby table. “it’s obviously something! cmon, what’s bothering you?” you sit down with him, putting his hand gently in yours.
“please? what’s wrong?” being even a little sweet was enough for him to cave in. he’s just a big sucker for you, he can’t help it. “it’s just.. if you wanted to see creatures of the sea.. you could’ve asked me..” he mumbles, his face turning slightly red.
his little remark was all you needed to understand the situation. “azul.. were you jealous of the sea animals?” you chuckle, seeing his eyes widen. “t-that’s ridiculous! me? jealous of a few fish?” you squeeze his hand a little, his breath hitching slightly. he nodded slowly, confirming your suspicions.
you laugh, leaving him to cover his face with his hand. “i’m not going to leave for for a couple of fish, azul!” you smile, kissing the back of his hand. he stutters, unused to this fuzzy feeling. “sorry.. did you still want to look at the other tanks?” he awkwardly suggests, getting up from his seat.
“i’d love to.” you lovingly replied, following him as he led you to the next exhibit.
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🐬┆JADE LEECH
“jade, i can’t see the fish..”
you grunt, the only thing in your view being jade’s back. “is that so? what a shame.. they’re so pretty too.” he smiled, but his eyes told a different story. he stared daggers into those fish, causing them to swim away from him.
you groan, trying to push him out of the way. he didn’t budge, not even a little. jade chuckles at your futile attempts, making you frustrated. all you wanted was a nice aquarium date with your boyfriend, but after looking at a couple of fish, he blocked your way!
“aren’t these fish just enchanting?” he states in a mocking tone, causing your eyebrow to raise. “jade, is something bothering you?” he chuckles, turning to face you. “nothing is wrong, my pearl. I’m just enjoying the aquarium like everyone else.”
“something is obviously bothering you!” you protest, crossing your arms angrily. he didn’t even let you LOOK at the fish, so clearly something was wrong. you sighed, massaging your temple. “let’s just go to another exhibit.” you walked to another part of the aquarium, jade following not far behind.
closing in on the tank, you made a run for it. you had to ensure that a certain someone was going to block your vision as soon as you arrived. the creatures inside danced in the water, their fins wavering in mesmerizing ways. in the rocks, you spot an eel hiding off to the side. eels were always fascinating creatures.. trust me, you know.
you stare at the tank, much to your boyfriends dismay. jade stands beside you, his eye twitching as a school of fish swiftly swim by. your eyes lit up at the breathtaking sight, unable to utter the emotions you felt in this moment. “..my pearl, could you please follow me?” he asks, grabbing your hand and squeezing it gently.
hearing his voice made you snap out of it, hesitantly nodding as he leads you away. you both walk out of the aquarium, leaving a puzzled expression on your face. “jade, where are we going?” he smiles before turning the corner, presenting a secluded area of the beach. “trust me, my love.” he hums, rummaging through his bag for a special something.
he pulls out a bottle and hands it to you. “i haven’t seen you drink any water all day,” he sighs, shaking his head disapprovingly. “please, drink up.” you smelt something fishy, and it wasn’t the ocean. nonetheless, he was right. maybe he was being a kind boyfriend and was just looking out for you. you took a couple sips of the water inside the bottle, feeling refreshed right after.
you noticed jade putting his bag aside on a nearby rock before removing his jacket. immediately, you knew what this meant. suddenly, the ability to breathe became difficult. your throat felt like it was drying up and your lungs were caving in.
he came over to you, held you close, and jumped into the water with you in his arms. you gasped for air, feeling relieved as your lungs began to function properly. “JADE.” you angrily yell, “I COULD HAVE CHOKED!” he caresses your face before cupping your cheeks. “i apologize, my love. i forgot to account the side effects of the potion.”
“why did you..?” you look around to see yourself surrounded by a coral reef, fish swimming right past you. “i believe you should’ve seen this firsthand, without some glass in the way.” he chuckles, leaving you starstruck. “that eel was quite distracting from the fish.. truly taking away from the experience.” he pouts, making you think.
“were you jealous of an eel?” you ask. “quite. it truly hurt my feelings to see my pearl allured to another.” he sniffles, wiping away his “tears.” you can’t help but laugh a little, seeing as he did something so immature. “then we should make the most of this.” you take his hand and pull him towards another part of the reef.
“if you insist. please, do be gentle with me.”
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🦈┆FLOYD LEECH
“i’m waaayyy cooler than those fish.”
floyd pouts, glaring at any creature that dares to swim by you. he draped himself over you, keeping stuck in place. you try your best to annoying your clingy and clearly jealous boyfriend to enjoy the sights of the sea, but he just won’t shut up.
“psst.. shrimpyyy.” floyd whines, poking your shoulder. you groan before responding agitatedly, tired of the constant complaining as if he was a little kid. “what is it?” “why aren’t ya looking at me..” your eyebrow twitches as he asks, your knuckles turning white as you clenched your hand into a fist.
normally things like this wouldn’t be too annoying, but you spent good money on these tickets so his ass better enjoy this. “because I’m looking at the fish..” you retort, taking deep breaths in and out to control your temper. he scoffs, suddenly going quiet.
though the silence worries you, your attention gets averted to the glimmering school of fish passing by, entrancing you to stay for longer. an abrupt tap on your shoulder startles you and breaks your focus. “which ones your favorite?” floyd calmly asked, tilting his head.
while floyd does go through his mood swings, it surprised you to see him so suddenly calm. “probably that one near the edge. it’s just oddly alluring, yknow?” he nods and walks off, further confusing you with the sudden switch in behavior. he goes behind a staff only door alarming you and causing you to pick up the pace.
“FLOYD! YOU CAN’T GO BACK THERE!” you yelled out to him, but he chose to ignore you. the yelling of the staff can be heard from behind the door, making you nervous to know what was going on. just then, there was a sudden splash in the tank, catching the attention of many nearby visitors.
your face fills with terror at the sight. your boyfriend is in his eel form, in the tank, for the public to see, while chasing the fish you said you liked. his laughing was as loud as ever, scaring little kids who wanted to see fish swim by. “great seven..” you muttered under your breath.
while you are happy to see him happy, you wished he was happy doing something else. floyd grabs the fish and squeezes it tightly. he giggles as he glared at it with sadistic eyes. “looks like i won, fishyyy! shrimpy’s affection is mine!” after awhile, he grows bored and unhands the poor fish. he climbs out of the tank and makes himself mildly presentable.
you waited outside as the staff kicked him out escorted him outside. “shrimpy! there you are! did you see my fight?” he smiles, pulling you into his arms and squeezing you tightly. “i did..” you sigh, remembering the look of the poor children around you who just wanted to go to the aquarium. “you can’t just do that though! we’re lucky they didn’t press charges!”
floyd shrugs before placing a kiss atop of your forehead. “you won’t leave me, right?” he asks, his tone doing a complete 180. your expression softens, kissing him on the cheek in return. “of course not. you just piss me off sometimes.” you joke, but it’s true. you wouldn’t leave him for the world.
he’s just happy to be part of your world..
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A/N: we’ve seen leona getting jealous of cats but i wanted octavinelle jealous of fish
date published: 3/26/24
© temiizpalce — don’t steal or copy my work!
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luxthestrange · 1 day
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ANGY CROCO-BABY ALERT....Sebby is angy that he cant fly like his big brothers ...either by magic or broom-
Lilia sending you pictures of sebby
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blackopals-world · 3 days
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Nurse!Yuu: Have you seen my dress shoes? The nice ones from Christmas?
Vet!Yuu: You probably threw them in the back of the closet after you complained about how uncomfortable they are. I can't find my old ascot.
Marine Biologist!Yuu: *in a puffy dress* Why do we have to do this?
Nurse!Yuu: Because our aunt decided to sign a contract with Crowley and now we need to dress our very best or she'll tell dad.
-Later at the gate-
Crewel: So this of yours is the new counselor? What is she like?
Vet!Yuu: Catty.
Nurse!Yuu: Drunk.
Marine Biologist!Yuu: Good at her job but not with her own personal life.
(1930s chrome Cadillac pulls up)
Therapist!yuu: *steps out wearing a set of pearl and glass jewelry, a long fur wrap, a wide-brim sun hat, and sunglasses* Oh my darlings, it's been a dog's age! How are my little sugar plums?
Crewel: Is she single?
The triplets: *glare at Crewel in disgust*
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twistedcece · 2 days
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Twisted Chaos: Leftovers from the VDC
Twisted Wonderland x F!reader
*Crowley is paralyzed on the ground of the House warden meeting after eating a piece of cake in the staff lunch room*
Crewel: "What did you eat?"
Crowley: "J-ust a slice of cake."
Riddle: "Who would put a piece of poisonous cake in the fridge?"
Vil: ....
Crowley: ...
Crewel: "I'll talk to the Prefect."
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Crewel: "You're lucky that Crowley thinks I'm punishing you. *Hands (Y/n a wad of cash)
(Y/n): *Gremlin laughter*
Crewel: "Next time be more subtle about it."
(Y/n): "I was."
Crewel: "Wait this isn't the first time."
(Y/n): "Nope. The first time was right after Overblot number five, using his own signature spell against that man was like a breath of fresh air."
Crewel: *hands her another wad of cash* "If anyone asked you what your punishment was tell them you had extra potion lessons."
(Y/n): "But that's not a punishment for me though."
Crewel: "No one knows that though."
(Y/n): "Hehe!" 😆
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*Other students (you take a guess) are sprawled out on the floors of their dorms*
Riddle: "Thank you." (hands you a wad of cash)
Ruggie: "Thanks, don't know how you did it but I'm not going to ask." (hands you another wad of cash"
Azul: "Thank you Prefect. I was wondering if you would be interested in making your services useful for the lounge." (hands you a wad of cash with a business man smile)
(Y/n): "Don't even think about it. Unless you want be the next unsuspecting victim."
Azul: "Carry on then!" *runs off*
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Vil: "Why do you do this." *paralyzed on the floor*
(Y/n): "Because you cursed my food, and I don't take kindly to people disregarding their personal boundaries."
Vil: "Noted."
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..
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*Back at Ramshackle*
(Y/n): *counting money*
Grim: "Tuna money?"
(Y/n): "Better, money for spell protection. If Vil ever comes back and tries to curse my food. All hell will break loose. No one gets to take away my monthly comfort food and gets away with it!"
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See you later Twisted Dreamers
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Dorm leaders reaction when Mc is sick
Azul would cuddle with you. If he trusted you he would do it in his octopus form. Azul would take care of you. Surely he would have healing herbs. He would not conduct business during this time. YOU would be the most important <3
Leona wouldn't care much… Or of course he would be worried but now you could sleep and cuddle with you all day. He would tell Ruggie to bring you everything you need. Leona would pay for everything. You didn't have to worry about anything.
Idia would be nervous. He wouldn't be sure what to do in this situation. Idia hasn't really taken care of anyone. (Ortho does not get sick) He would probably google how to take care of you and watch anime with you.
Vil He would surely have a magical potion that could heal you. You wouldn't be sick for long with Vil. If he didn't have a potion he would surely make one. He wouldn't spend so much time with you. Vil wouldn't want to get sick himself. But that didn't mean he didn't care.
Malleus would be super worried. You could hear thunder outside. Malleus would be taking care of you all the time. He might not have the experience. But luckily, Lilia would be there to help. With the help of Malleus Taija, you would also be able to sleep for sure.
Kalim would be super worried. He would try to help you and make you feel better. But Kalim wouldn't really be that good at it. He would get more mess time. Well, at least Kalim would cheer you up mentally.
Riddle would like to become a doctor so he would have prepared. Riddle would try his best to take care of you. But it would be difficult because Ace and the other dorm residents would sometimes be chaos. Riddle would try not to scream but it would be difficult.
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svaints · 16 hours
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Pounce on you even.
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ceruleancattail · 1 day
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Drummer Kalim who’s always having the time of his life on the drum set. Swinging the strings, creating thundering beats that go straight into your heart. He’s racing ahead the music, forcing that tempo into overdrive… but he’s having so much fun that nobody wants him to stop.
Kalim has the biggest smile ever on the stage, grinning from ear to ear, a flush of pink on his cheeks. A boyish laugh echos from his lips, as the drums resonate across the room. Yet for all the smiles he has on stage, the one he makes when he sees you is on a whole other level.
It makes you feel that the sun manifested itself as a person. Kalim practically beams when he sees you, throwing his arms around you as quickly as he can. That chuckle of his trembles against your chest as he holds you tight.
Hey, you came to his performance! How was it? Cool? Fun? You should join them on stage next time, Y’know! Play some music with him, please?
Drummer Kalim who gives you the wrong time for practise on accident, and both of you end up coming way too early. The room’s so quiet with just the both of you… hey, why don’t you come play the drums? He can teach you, don’t worry!
You two share a chair, Kalim behind you. You can feel his chest push into your back, his fingers treading themselves into your fingers gently. Coaxing them around his drumsticks, gently leading you towards the drums themselves.
Both of you play a simple beat at first, tapping and drumming away. Before it speeds up, following the tempo of your hearts. Kalim leans into your shoulder, humming softly against your ear. It tickles, slightly.
Honestly? He’s glad he messed the time up. So now at least he can spend some time with just you, him and the beat of both of your hearts.
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yuri-is-online · 2 days
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imagine Grim giving the smuggest look to a twst boy of your choice whenever he receives kisses or cuddles from Yuu. Grim competing against one of boys for Yuu’s attention is a funny thought i want to share
I wrote a bit about this a bit before in detail here.
I have said it before and I will say it again, I feel like the main people Grim sees as competition are Ace and Deuce. Sure he doesn't liiiike Yuu's attention going to say, the twins, because of how they've treated them but he can sort of understand it. They could give you stuff! But Adeuce? -1200/10 what the hell. He thought you both agreed that these guys sucked? Grim goes so far out of his way to make those two jealous it would be pathetic if he wasn't so cute.
Now that I think about it though, I could also see him messing with Malleus. Their interactions in the Scalding Sands event are stupid petty specifically because they seem to be fighting over who thinks more highly of Yuu. I could see Malleus being weirdly into the little rivalry, it's not every day he gets to argue about something so trivial because he's right
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mochinomnoms · 1 day
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Imagine Jude or Floyd absolutely devouring reader into a kiss, and it being so hot snd heated that reader feels dizzy and her knees buckle and collapses to the ground while still holding onto them
omg omg omg but he's collapsing right with you? His tongue is wrapped around yours, stealing your breath, teeth scraping you and gasps leaving your mouths. You're throwing your arms around him as your knees buckle, threatening to slip to the floor. Oh, but he just can't let you go, he's backing you against the wall, following as you slide down until he too is on the ground. He is practically crawling on top of you to make sure he can keep the kiss going. He thrives off of the little sounds you make, the way your nails dig into his shoulders, and the sweet look in your eyes as you two finally separate, a line of spit breaking once you open your mouth again to ask:
"C-can we keep going?"
Why, of course! You don't even have to ask~
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kaevch · 2 days
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COQUETTE :3
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asking them if you could tie a bow around their bicep. —savannaclaw.
gn! reader.
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LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:
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RUGGIE BUCCHI:
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moonlit-midnight · 1 day
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TWST incorrect quotes
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Yuu, waking up after watching a good show for hours:
Malleus: How are your eyes, my dear?
Yuu: Well, I’ve been told that they’re bright and beautiful, but I will let you decide for yourself
Malleus, chuckling: They sure are, but what I meant was, do they still feel strained?
Yuu: Oh—
Yuu: I mean.. they’re okay. My eyes are okay now
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hisui-dreamer · 11 hours
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Okay I spent a while thinking of flowers and decided that I'd rather be simple, and give Jamil a bouquet of Gladiolus and Morning Glory based on our birth months ^^ (also, a thought- there's no reason for these same flowers from our world to exist in TW, maybe similar looking ones, but not the same. So imagine prefect cultivating flowers to look like flowers they know, specifically for their beloved 😭💕)
clandestine meetings and longing stares
Pairing: Jamil Viper x gn!reader
Synopsis: your love for each other was never allowed, but that never stopped your feelings for each other
Tags: secrets relationship, pining, fluff, reader is not yuu
Word count: 1k+
Notes: so sorry this took so long kirexa!! my assignments put me in an a really bad slump,,, i hope you'll like the direction i took for the flowers hehe <3
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flowers of choice:
gladiolus: secret meeting
morning glory: reunion of lovers
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The gardens of the Asim estate hold secrets woven into their very essence, secrets that only unveiled themselves beneath the soft shroud of night.
Tonight, like many nights before, you tread the familiar path, the same path you’ve always walked with your heart pounding with anticipation. With bare feet, you move briskly, aware of each step, careful not to disrupt the delicate silence of the night.  
Anticipation and adrenaline run through your veins like wildfire, fuelling your steps as you ventured deeper into the heart of the gardens. The moon casts its ethereal glow upon the landscape, painting everything in shades of silver and shadow. Each rustle of leaves, each whisper of the wind, seems to beckon you forward, urging you to hasten your pace.
Arriving at the secluded alcove, your heart soars with elation as you behold Jamil standing amidst the ethereal glow of the moon. His silhouette seems sculpted by the soft radiance, a vision of serenity amidst the night's embrace.
"Jamil," you breathe his name like a prayer, relief flooding through you at the sight of him.
"Ya amar," his voice, soft as a breeze, wraps around you like a comforting embrace.
In mere moments, you find yourselves entwined once again. You melt into his embrace, his touch enveloping you in a comforting warmth, a sensation that instantly makes you feel at home.
Your lips meet in a tender kiss, a silent symphony of emotions cascading between you, conveying depths of love that words could never adequately express. In the stolen moment, you allow yourself to forget the rigid boundaries imposed by your stations in life, the weight of your familial expectations, and simply exist in the blissful sanctuary of Jamil's arms.
All the weariness of weeks spent apart dissipates like mist under the morning sun, replaced by a sense of wholeness that only his presence can provide. As you reluctantly pull back, your breaths mingling in the cool night air, your foreheads pressed together in a silent affirmation of your connection.
"I've missed you," Jamil confesses, his words a balm to the ache in your own heart.
"And I, you," you reply, reaching out to cup his face, your fingertips tracing the contours of his features as if committing them to memory. With a soft smile, you pull back slightly from his embrace, gazing into his charcoal-grey eyes with tender curiosity. "Tell me," you urge gently, your voice barely more than a whisper in the tranquil night air. "How has school been? Are you adjusting well to the second year?"
Jamil's expression softens as he meets your gaze, a flicker of warmth dancing in his eyes. "It's been... challenging," he admits, his voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness.
Each word he utters is painted with the hues of his experiences, drawing you into the vivid tapestry of his school life. He begins to weave intricate tales of his persistent classmate, the one who incessantly seeks his assistance in his business ventures, caring for your older brother, ensuring his well-being and academic progress, and many other intriguing classmates.
You listen intently, a soft chuckle escaping your lips from time to time as you find yourself captivated by his tales. His voice, smooth as silk, washes over you like a gentle caress, wrapping you in a cocoon of comfort and familiarity. It's a voice you've always cherished, one that resonates deep within your soul, and in this moment, no recording could ever compare to the warmth of having him speak softly into your ears.
“I feel a lot better now, being back home, with you..." He trails off, a fond smile gracing his lips as he squeezes your hand gently.
In response, you tighten your grip on his hand, leaning in to nuzzle your face into the curve of his neck. "I'm so glad you're back," you murmur softly, your words a whispered prayer of gratitude.
Oh, how you ache for the freedom to love him openly, to cast aside the heavy cloak of secrecy and fear that weighs upon your shoulders. To intertwine your fingers with his in broad daylight, to lose yourself in the depths of his gaze without the lurking shadows of doubt. To bask in the radiant glow of his affection beneath the sun's golden rays, unencumbered by judgment or retribution.
But how could you? Your families, entrenched in generations of tradition, would recoil at the mere suggestion of your union. To reveal your love openly would be to invite catastrophe, risking the fragile harmony of their world. You know all too well they would send Jamil away, far, far away to somewhere you could never reach, before marrying you off to someone else they deem suitable to fully extinguish the flame of your love.
And yet, you still find yourself yearning for more – for the liberation to proclaim your love from the highest rooftops, to unveil the depth of your devotion to the world without hesitation or constraint. It’s not lost on you how attractive your lover is, his captivating dark features that could ensnare anyone’s heart, and his perfect competence in all facets of life. He would make a brilliant husband.
Just the thought of him marrying another, belonging to someone else, ignites a fierce flame within your soul. The thought of him caring for another sets your heart ablaze with an intensity you cannot ignore. You find yourself holding him tighter, as if by sheer force of will, you could keep him tethered to you.
“Jamil?”
"Hm?" he paused, placing tender kisses into your hair.
"How much longer?" you murmured into his neck, the words carrying the weight of your shared longing, your shared struggle.
He didn't need you to elaborate. Jamil understood the depth of your question, the ache that echoed through every syllable. How much longer must your love remain hidden, relegated to stolen moments beneath the cloak of night, until he could proudly declare to the world that you belonged to him?
"... I don't know, ya amar," he replied, his arms tightening around you.
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luxthestrange · 3 days
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TWST Incorrect quotes#678 Godparents
Leona and Yuu are Cheka's Godparents...Leona made it official once you two started to date, which now...has Cheka calling you both his 2nd parents-...which has funny consequences-
Leona*Glued to the window, Seeing His Nephew running out of the house his own summer home to...his new friend who is a girl....who came to pick him up in a bike that looks like a motorcycle*...Alright, I'm not liking that...
Yuu*Beside him rubbing his back*P-pfft~
Leona*Squinting eyes and frowns*...Im really not liking that SHIT-she coming to pick him up motorcycle?...My queen I'm not...isn't he too fuckin young to have a girlfriend-*Sees his little nephew gets behind his friend on her bike and slams his forehead on the window*...FUCK MY LIFE-
Yuu*Having a giggle fit and tenderly giving him head pats also seeing him ride off*-He's GOOONE~
Leona*Silent whimper as he sees him off*....*Grabs his phone and calls someone*...Code Red,I repeat code red-
Yuu:..Honey, who are you cal-
Ruggie*Who crashed into the floor as he opened the door entrance*...Im here for my favorite crotched gremlin-
Yuu:...Now im scared to think what will be your reaction to our other child...
Leona:...Yuu we dont have another child aside grim and che-
Yuu*Smilling holding little pink booties*... surprise?~
Leona:...-FAINTS-
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The biggest joke in life is Leona didnt want kids...and now legally...has three-...and now ruggie is the cool unca he was destined to be-
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blackopals-world · 20 hours
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Therapist!Yuu: (Drinking at the bar)
Crewel: (takes a seat next to them)
Therapist!Yuu: Now don't you waltz over here all smooth-like. Fellas will think I'm easy or worse, taken.
Crewel: There's nothing wrong with two coworkers grabbing a drink?
Therapist!Yuu: So what's the word?
Crewel: Head you had a problem with Ms.Rosehearts today.
Therapist!Yuu: That old shrew. If you want me to sing that song you better get me a highball to cope.
Crowley: Hey bartender, can we get one Whiskey highball and a rum and coke over here.
Therapist!Yuu: Well aren't you a doll. Well I'll tell you true, that woman gets under my skin. She has the nerve to challenge my judgment. She slinks around my office like she's gotta snake tail and yells in my face about it. All I did was teach her boy the grey rock method of dealing with her. Now she's can't get a reaction out of him because he ignores her. Without anyone to get energy from narcissistic vampires like her have nothing to feed off of.
Crowley: So you ignored her too?
Therapist!Yuu: No I dragged her by the bejeweled ear and kicked her back to Timbuktu. I know it's not a proper thing to do, specially not for a lady but sometimes well I don't feel like acting like a lady. This whole mess has got me in a right tizy. I must be chewing your ear off though.
Crowley:(absolutely smitten) Oh no, I love hearing you talk.
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pomupom · 3 days
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“ ...what have you done? ” / “ what i needed to. now come, i’m taking you home. ”
jamil viper ౨ৎ yandere event. 2.4k words.
warnings : yandere content, manipulation, mind control (use of “snake whisperer”), reader is a bit naïve, kidnapping / imprisonment, bit of canon divergence (no octatrio, everyone has met before book 4), mentioned drugging (but no actual).
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you knew jamil as hardworking and diligent, as mindful as the sorcerer of the sand himself. but more than anything, he came across to you as perfect — a mistake from him was unheard of, though he didn’t achieve above average, it was consistent and clean, as if the mark was his intention from the start. and though you tried to not speculate into others’ lives, you wondered if he was holding himself back — kalim was your friend more than jamil was, but you could see the skill of his work, as if every step was written on the back of his hand, or engraved into his mind (you would bet of the latter being the case for jamil). with the way kalim spoke of jamil, from his cooking to service and responsibility, you would’ve thought he was the perfect man – and, in a sense, you felt correct in your assumption. it felt refreshing after all you’d been through, from heartslabyul to the more recent octavinelle, you weren’t dealing with the artful azul, nor the meticulously cruel leona — simply with a boy as bright as the sun above, and his dutiful servant (along with grim of course, but everyone knew you could never rid yourself of him).
but as time went on, your focus became less on kalim and being around just as his friend, and more on jamil — mostly, he stood around, fetching whatever was needed, and bringing things that weren’t even said, only thought. while grim was living on cloud nine, almost in a food coma every night you spent at scarabia, you studied the behavior of your new friends – after three overblots nearly back-to-back, it was better to play it safe, than to be stuck fighting yet another student with a tragic past. but, you did learn a few interesting things — one being that jamil didn’t get beat in anything, he let himself get beat, at least as far as you could tell. with the way kalim pushed off studying, falling asleep sometimes or other times making excuses for it to end, there wasn’t a world in which he was beating jamil (though you felt a bit bad about saying such, he had plently great qualities, academics just weren’t one). and you knew that jamil thought of himself as better than those around him (which, in some regard, he was), the slip of a scowl gracing his otherwise calm features when grim bragged about his greatness, telling jamil that he did truly belong beneath him — you rolled your eyes with his remarks too, so you couldn’t blame jamil for that time. and you wouldn’t have thought more as you did if that was the only instance.
but there was always something that lurked within the grey horizon of his eyes, the blank color hiding all sorts of devious schemes — usually, they appeared quiet. a dulled tone that felt they could even lure people into a trance if they weren’t careful. you watched the way they would narrow when kalim starting spouting nonsense again, or the way they widened, as if they would swallow everything within sight for the shock. you admired him for how wonderful he seemed, and feared him for the exact same.
you started to feel yourself become lost around a week into the scarabian stay — days muddled together, and their memories blurred, haze seeming to cloud not just your mind but some around you. kalim, for example, seemed to forget his harsh behavior – was he stressed as jamil speculated? was he letting the talk of jamil being a much more suited leader get to him? you worried, and worried, until your mind ran blank and the next day it seemed like you’d just fallen asleep when trying to recall. grim worried too, about you more than kalim, constantly saying things that your ears stopped picking up — it felt like the ocean had filled them, the direbeast’s voice drowning within the waves that pushed away any sound from reaching your ear drums. it was frustrating, you thought, but you never felt anything except calm and ready, as if your heart was quelled with whatever your days had been spent on. it made you wish you’d forced grim back to ramshackle instead of getting drawn in with him by jamil’s inflation — you never thought you were doing anything spectacular, but jamil’s words lifted you up and made you feel as high as the gods, he must’ve gotten quite good at that like everything else.
was there something drugged in your tea and food? some kind of enchantment that made you forget your days? you wanted to know, and that led you right to him — soft (mainly from your exhaustion) eyes spilled their tears right in front of him, a warm arm moving up and down, along the pattern of it’s rubs, your pretty lips spilling their fears to him as you begged him to help — you’re so smart, you told jamil, i know you could help me, that you could help us. while it was quite flattering seeing the little doll waltz into his palm, caressing his ego with honest compliments like they were soft kisses to his cheeks, he simply cannot do that. you heard kalim, didn’t you? this is for the sake of the dormitory, to leave these embarrassing failures of being anything but first behind, he can’t just “help” this ... but you, little doll, jamil could definitely help you out of this mess. how tiring it must be, he’s so very sorry for unintentionally bringing you into this mess. and jamil’s sure grim’s done nothing but whine and yap, more of a mangy mutt than a weak cat, would it be better to stay with him?
jamil knows if it was you in there, you’d of turned down his offer almost instantaneously — but it isn’t. back to fitting the name of ‘doll’, your nothing but an obedient object to do your ‘master’s’ bidding. there’s a certain rush that comes with this, training his magic as he keeps you under the spell of the snake, will you be able to piece together who has done all of this when you realize your memories have gone missing once you encounter him in your day? jamil certainly hopes not, everything about you is truly perfect for him, and this is the only way to be certain you’ll end up his — your naïve little brain that does nothing except adore him, rather than begin to fear. you’ve observed him so much, but you think everything about him is lovely, not troubling. and to trust him with this rather large issue of memory loss... hah, jamil can’t tell if it makes him want to laugh from amusement or smile with glee knowing you hold him so highly. if only the rest of the world had too, if only there hadn’t been shackles attached since before he was born. a cruel reminder that he can only be great within the presence of others’ minds, not in the real world.
he still remembers the day of orientation, when you and your destructive furball had demanded entry to the college, little rumours already spreading like wildfire from the destruction your little trio had caused you — he related, in a way. much less on the destructive scale, but possibly even more so on the troubling. “the magicless prefect of ramshackle dorm” was the name on everyone’s lips as the weeks passed, from riddle roseheart’s overblot, to little troubles that you’d been involved with during daily life, you didn’t interest jamil at first, but you certainly did now – and, thankfully, kalim also seemed to want your friendship. a perfect excuse, trailing him like jamil was trained, he would get to know you before he even gave you his name.
and though the time of every effort was perfectly planned for any outcome was steep, it seemed to all be paying off in the end. from your continuous growth, making you more comfortable in this school life, to your inevitable (temporary) joining of scarabia, jamil’s plan was coming along swimmingly — only another small step until he reached the finish line, the little goal of taking you over completely. he wanted to make it so you thought of him as your ‘master’ even when free from the spell, your sweet gaze only for him without complaint. jamil can picture it now, and since he’d met your loveliness, the way he’d hold you close and tight — a grip so strong, keeping you tucked into his chest, your sultan cooing at you as the appointed servants quailed in the face of his possible wrath. it would be a perfect life, all jamil needed was for you to agree. at this point, what more could you have to lose? wouldn’t you rather have memories (though bad), instead of keeping a blank mind for the rest of your days?
jamil decided he’d give you the false security of choice — never would he actually let you have the option of you not being his. why give someone the option if you don’t want them to make that choice? but you didn’t need to worry your poor, stupid head over that as you pondered this dilemma. being nothing but a mindless puppet, moving along to jamil’s will, or play pretend in a world where only he would exist in your eyes. you had a sense for that, it seemed — but not for much else. after all, if you had, you wouldn’t be stuck in this situation in the first place. all alone, your little grim nothing but a prisoner now, kalim’s mind long lost as he tried to piece everything together with you, every last one of you were complete, utter fools. falling so clumsily into his trap, defenseless to each scheme that played out perfectly. and what was even more wonderful than watching all these birds of the idiot flock fly together, was your confident defiance, only for it to be squandered moments later.
you came to him, your beautiful face wretched by the expression of anger — exclaiming how you were done with his games, that you were tired of him toying with your mind like it belonged to him. of course you’d say that right now, little bird, scared for those pretty wings to get clipped, to lose your precious freedom – how jealous jamil was of you to be able to even think that. the wonder of freedom, something that he’ll never be able to have, nor experience. such a luxury wasn’t available for people of his status, the low-life, bound servant. he supposed it was only right for you to think like that bastard kalim — “let’s talk it out, let’s have a big feast and put all this behind us”, and whatever other nonsense he tries to make into reality. for jamil, it’d always be impossible for this to be ‘behind him’, an escape from this life wasn’t possible unless the asim family as a whole was out of it.
ink as black as night poured over him, clothing transforming into a look of something which suited him — a sultan. the one in complete power, snakes escaping from underneath his turban, craze clouding over his eyes. and here you were, pushed into his grasp by those under the spell of the snake’s whisper, your own clothing changed in a second one his hands graced your body – covered in cloth of teal, akin to the princess of the story, you’d be a similar royal by his side. magicless, you were just as useless as she, but nonetheless charming in your own respect — blotted lips pressed against your hand, he chuckled as you pulled it away the second jamil let it slip from his grasp, would you try to raise it against him? doubtful, but he wouldn’t lie that a fiesty nature would turn him away, quite the opposite really.
many preparations were to be made — and the first would be sending away that damned al-asim. your eyes widened in fear as jamil had him brought forth, tears staining the cheeks of your (soon-to-be former) friend as he begged jamil to rethink all of this. money, freedom, titles – he could have it all! kalim would give it! but the satisfaction of your horror, and the satisfaction of finally ridding himself of this lifelong pest was much too tempting in this state of mind — he’d send kalim packing on a one-way trip to the ends of the world, the parting words of, “so long, ex-dorm leader kalim!”. yes, jamil would finally be free – free to have you, and free to have any and everything else he wanted.
...what have you done?
it was your turn for tears to fall, hands balled into fists to push against his chest, but his arms held you tight — snake’s tongues flicking against your ears, hanging off the end of every ‘s’ jamil let out, as if they were a part of him. just as he pictured, this was, and he wouldn’t trade it for the world even when he would own it.
“what i needed to. now come, i’m taking you home.”
your home wasn’t here. there wasn’t a place in this world you belonged, let alone with the monster holding you now. you shook your head, repeating this thought to him, only for his mocking laughter to ring out again — maybe if he wasn’t here, you’d be forever lost in this twisted wonderland, but with jamil you had your place of belonging; the spot right by his side.
and how weak you felt being unable to do anything about this. dragged along by jamil, endless servants crowding around the two of you as you made way to the dance floor — you’d celebrate tonight as the start of your lives. not simply just together, but as truly living. no longer under the thumb of those wealthy, brainless dimwits, and you no longer stuck being lost and lonely. no, you’d always be with jamil, never would he let this reality fall into being just a dream once more.
jamil was calculating, cruel and patient, taking you apart one by one. that was the true nature of him, a simple disguise shown to fool you, as well as those who surrounded him. simpletons, you all were, if only you had been more mindful, maybe then you wouldn’t have fallen into the pit of a viper.
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