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leonistic · 1 month
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sone laga hoon || jamil viper
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"you look sleepy," you hear jamil mumble over you, leaning down to kiss your ear as you dozed on his lap. the warmth of his blankets combined with the occasional but gentle cold gust of wind served to be a deadly combination, lulling you into a state that could still be called dreamy. "you should settle in, then. brush your teeth and all that."
"don't wanna."
"ishkam, you promised to take better care of yourself."
"self-care is sleeping right now. just like that."
"okay," you hear him chuckle, his warm breath ghosting over your ear once again as he kisses you gently, moving from your ear to your cheek. the book in his hand, written in some variation of either persian or arabic, leans dangerously over your head before he puts it to the side. "i saw you side-eying that," he adds to the silence humourously.
"could've taken an eye out," you yawn, snuggling as jamil drapes one of his larger blankets over you.
"mhm, i agree. i should have put it away and focus on my albi, no?"
"exactly." you mumble as you finally doze off, and jamil does his best to chuckle silently, moving you from his thigh to the pillows you had arranged while attempting to distract him from his book, watching you settle deeper into your dreams.
"you really are a simpleton, you know." is all he says, placing the book on his table nearby and turning off the lights. "there are very few who get so close to danger." he doesn't say anything about the small i love you you whisper.
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ishkam -> my love in persian; albi -> heart in arabic
requested by an anon on my old account!! the title is a variation of the song jeene laga hoon by atif aslam and shreya ghoshal, it weirdly inspired this fic so-
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mister-mizu · 8 months
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Jamil appearance hcs
Who else should I do appearance hcs for
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elidoesart · 1 month
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Me just sharing the same zodiac sign with the known to be intelligent people/servants in almost every fandom I join in:
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And then there's these two...
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4e7her · 8 months
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Guess who’s back? It’s me again, hi! I really loved your work! I was wondering if you could do another? I was thinking Yandere Jamil with a s/o is either unaware of his yandere nature or unbothered by it.
Thank you for the last one! 🤍
hello! i finally got around to doing this :) getting ramped up to start working on twstober! hope you enjoy <3
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character: jamil viper, twst
contains: yandere themes, reader referred to in second person pov, gender neutral reader, kind of fluffy????, jamil calls reader ‘birdie'
"What are you up to?" You question, glancing over to Jamil, a furrow to your brow as you pause what you’re doing. He had just walked in, a troubled expression on his face, even as it softens as you meet his gaze.
“Hm? Can’t I just come say hello?”
You hum noncommittally, looking over him questioningly. He says nothing, and instead drapes himself over your back in a hug, lying his head on your shoulder. You can feel him relax into you, the stress seeming to melt off of him as soon as he’s holding onto you - not uncommon for him, but you do wish that he’d talk more about what troubles him.
“You’d never leave me, would you, birdie?”
His voice has that tone it gets sometimes - not quite wobbly but certainly shaky. Like he can’t bring himself to believe what’s in front of him. There’s an undertone that you can’t quite put your finger on.
“You know I wouldn’t, Jamil. I’ve told you already, haven’t you?”
“Mm…” He still doesn’t seem convinced - he never does, really, but most days that answer is enough to satiate him. You wonder what has him feeling insecure. “Not even for someone with more time? More to offer you?”
“There’s no one that can offer me more than you.”
Your voice is resolved, and even if you don’t know it, that was the perfect answer to give.
He presses a kiss to your shoulder, firm and fleeting all at the same time, and peers over to watch you go back to making the dinner that you had started on. There’s a comfortable silence that settles between you, and after some time, he lets you go to instead set the table.
No words are exchanged, and you never know how his thoughts had been drifting darker, to dealing with Kalim in other ways beyond babysitting him, to locking you away so he would never have to doubt your loyalty. To trying out his unique magic, just a little bit more. Jamil knew it would be easy to do. But having you come to him made your song so much more beautiful. Clipping your wings could ruin all that he had worked so hard to build.
So, he would be content with this.
For now.
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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
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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 ^^)
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twistedblunderhand · 28 days
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You know how in fast food places or restaurants people go into the walk-in freezer to scream/let off steam? Yeah, the treasury is Jamil's walk in freezer
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sunsguilt · 2 years
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Hi! I really liked your Malleus hc and was wondering if you could do a similar thing with Jamil? Gn! reader preferably. Feel free to ignore this! Have a great day😊
IT'S YOU AGAIN.┊ft: jamil viper
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warnings: none! contains : gn! reader
notes: say LESS i'll take any opportunity to talk abt jamil <33333333 also tysm! having a super awesome incredible day bc u said to mwahahaha
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there are countless opportunities for you to cross paths with jamil, however, this includes kalim. kalim, i love you, but for the sake of jamil hcs, you gotta go.
thank the seven, maybe jamil has exactly one class that kalim isn't in. your seat is next to him, and usually, next to no words are spoken between you. jamil prefers it that way and he assumes it's the same for you. you'll ask for a pen or something of the like and that will be the word maximum for the day.
in a sort of pavlov effect, jamil begins to view your presence as a solace. sort of in the way he views that singular class.
his time with you is precious. on the days where there is more opportunity for idle talk between the two of you, one of you will start the conversation and it naturally flows between you.
he's so patient with you in a way that confused you initially. you fell asleep in class? don't worry too much he copied notes for you. you forgot lunch money? it's fine, if you're willing to share the leftovers he packed for himself. (they're not leftovers. at some point he developed the habit of "accidently" making too much food for himself and brings it for you)
everyone probably says it, but you kill a spider for him one time. you think it's sort of funny, with his back pressed up against the wall, shakily pointing at a spider hanging from the ceiling by a web. you take off your shoe and smush it to death. jamil is abt to kiss you on the mouth (real).
it's a miracle if you don't meet kalim at some point. even then, jamil is making it his mission to keep you as far from him as possible. does he have a raging inferiority complex and worries that you'll want to be closer to kalim rather than him? maybe, but he's not admitting that.
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olivyh · 1 year
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A fellow Jamil lover? Yipee!
Could I request Jamil with an s/o that cooks and bakes delicious food for everyone (sans Crowley) but will always make something special for him specifically?
The jamil appreciation of this page is *chefs kiss* I love all of you so much for that <<3333
"Habibi, enough," Jamil slouches against the cold wooden countertop in the Ramshackle dorm's kitchen. The windows are open, airing out the delicious aromas that seemed to fill the cozy dorm and allowing a slight breeze to drift in and swirl the various scents around the kitchen. This was the third time this week he'd seen his lover in such a busy mood, surrounded by countless trays and lunch boxes stacked upon the table and countertop, each and every one steaming with countless dishes from what appears to be every country in the world...
The man frowns as they turn to look at him, standing from his position and wiping a bit of chocolate off their cheek with his thumb before popping it into his mouth and humming softly at the taste.
"Really, you have enough on your plate as is..." He looks around the cluttered kitchen. "Your mind, I mean."
"I'm okay! Really!" He sighs and goes to help them finish icing the cake. The sun had long set by now, the crickets outside chirping happily to a mismatched tune that only they could hear as the clinking of the pans in the kitchen seemed nearly deafening in the silence of the dorm. Occasionally, something in the old house would creak or Grim would come down to steal a bit of whatever they were making.
Jamil had just finished his club work and had spent the better part of the day helping them cook (not that they would ever allow him to, really, considering how they continually ushered him out of the kitchen). He watched as they finished packing the last lunchbox, plopping the lid on with a satisfying click as they slouched against the counter, taking a deep breath.
Jamil sighs softly, coming up behind his lover and snaking his arms around their waist, burying his face in the crook of their neck and inhaling their scent mixed in with the food that they'd just made as they lean against him. He allows himself this brief moment to breathe and relax into their form, to feel their warmth through his clothes and their breaths against his chest. He plants a soft kiss on the side of their neck, chuckling softly at the squeak they let out.
"Wait!" Jamil sighs, tightening his grip on them as they attempt to squirm away.
"No, enough," He tries to muffle the sounds of his complaints and whines into their neck, pride be damned if he was going to let them go this easily. "Stay here."
"Jamil!" They whine loudly, reaching across the countertop and snagging a box before nearly bonking him on the head with it. He laughs and reaches for it, not having to open it to know that it was his favorite curry prepared just for him- likely decorated with small hearts and flowers as his lover always does.
Despite how common of an occurrence this is, he can't help the swell of his heart or the heating of his face at the affectionate action. It strikes an unfamiliar chord in his heart; they thought about me, they took time out of their day to make something special just for me.
Maybe, Jamil thought, I'll be greedy just this once.
He chuckled and peppers their face in soft kisses, ignoring their complaints as the sugar and flour that was on their face sticks to his lips and smudges across his cheeks, leaving small streaks of white against his dark complexion.
"You're a mess! At least let me shower first," He sighs, backing away for a moment before observing their face and allowing his eyebrows to knit playfully on his forehead.
"You're fine, you can shower in the morning. It's almost 2 am anyways-"
"2 am?!"
"I asked you if you wanted any help," He comments smugly, smirking at their baffled expression as their eyes dart from the grandfather clock in the corner of the room to the man standing in front of them, arms crossed and a single eyebrow raised.
"You need to get back to your dorm, you should've told me," He sighs as they walk with him to the door, feeling the familiar pang of not yet tear away at his heart as he finally stands on the front porch. The chill of the night seeps through his hoodie and sends a chill down his spine, making him pine for the warmth of his lover once more.
He leans down and presses a kiss to their lips, his tongue darting out and licking off some of the stray sugar that stuck to the corner of their lips. Jamil chuckles at their embarrassed squeak as they try to hide from him, shoving the lunchbox into his hands as he smiles and runs his thumbs over the lid.
"How about I pay you back for this?"
They pout at his suggestion. "You say that every time! I do this because I love you and want you to have something special!"
The words in Jamil's throat die out before they could escape his slightly parted lips, feeling the heat return to his heart as it chases away the icy grips of the night. Suddenly the box in his hands feels a lot heavier, and his knees weaker than they had ever been. Yet-
He chases after their lips once more, teeth practically clacking against one another as he tries to express the sudden wave of love that crashed over him without using the words they'd seem to have stolen from him. He uses his free hand to cup the back of their head and push their face closer to his. Jamil swears that if he ever found a genie he'd wish for these moments to last forever, to have them on loop for all eternity, to have as many arms to hold them with as he wished and as many words to tell them about this explosion in his heart.
He parts for air, the small gasps and pants coming out in small puffs of mist in the air between them. He smiles at their dazed expression, cupping their face in his hand and running his thumb over their cheek.
"Only you make me this way," He mumbles, pressing a kiss to their temple. "See you in the morning, love."
Much to his heartbreak, he walks back to Scarabia dorm (though the remaining residents awake can't help but notice the little bounce in his steps and the deadly glare he shoots anyone who dares look at the box he has in his hands).
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twstfanblog · 9 months
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🔪: This is my fiancé Jamil, and our boyfriend Azul-
🐍: Don't say that. Azul is her boyfriend. I want nothing to do with him.
🐙: I've asked you out ten times!
🐍: And I said no ten times!
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ilovejamilviper · 9 months
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Why did I Become a Househusband...
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Summary: There is a roach on the ground and you come save the day. if you don't like roaches don't read🧍
takes place after highschool and college and yall married
Jamil x fem! reader
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It was the afternoon, it was starting to get dark and quiet. It was the time where people started to come home from work. 
Then suddenly there was a loud, horrific, and muffled scream that came from Jamil's and your apartment. This caused nearby neighbors to look outside their windows.
A certain brown haired man was the cause for this loud and terrifying scream. 
"GET AWAY, GET AWAY, GET AWAYYY!" Jamil screamed swatting his spatula in the air towards the insect on the ground. 
The reason for this scene was because there was a roach.
Yes a roach.
And because of this roach Jamil was currently on the counter just swatting the air as it was crawling round on the ground. 
There was no way to kill it without manually killing it himself and he would rather die than kill it himself. The roach spray was in a cabinet under the sink which was in front of him but that means he has to get past the roach.
There was also a can in the living room but again he has to get past the roach.
He was not stepping off the counter anytime soon.
Jamil looked at the clock to the left and saw that there was still 10 minutes till you, his beloved wife, got off work and headed home which was a 15 minute drive.
Could he hold on for that long?
He had to, there was no other choice.
The insect started to climb up towards the sink. This means it was going to be at level with him. Jamil quickly crawled to the right so now he was kinda diagonal with it. He saw an opening to climb off the counter.
There was another roach on the ground.
He shrieked. "GO AWAY!! LEAVE ME ALONE!" 
Every time it moved even if it was a centimeter there was a piercing scream.
"Why did I become a househusband...It's not even worth these long hours of being alone." He sighed then looked at the clock.
Only 5 minutes had passed. Jamil groaned "why is time so slow all of a sudden?"
Then there was a click and a squeaking sound. 
"Honey I'm home!" 
Jamil quickly turned his head to the sound. "She's here!" He thought.
"GET IN HERE NOW, QUICKLY!!" He screeched.
He heard fast footsteps coming towards his direction. You arrived looking panicked and confused.
"KILL IT!" Jamil shouted pointing his spatula at the roach across him.
You flinched and looked to where Jamil was pointing. Then ran to grab the spare spray in the living room. You ran back to the kitchen and sprayed the roach that was now in the sink. 
He pointed to the other roach on the ground. "THAT ONE TO." 
You rushed to the other one and sprayed it too.
You both took deep breaths. "I'll clean it."
Once there were no more signs of the roach's Jamil slowly got off the counter and ran towards the living room.
"How long were on that counter?" You asked throwing away a paper towel. 
"10 minutes. Thankfully you for off work early." He replied.
"Awe was it that scary? How did you survive!?" You asked with a cheeky grin in a teasing baby voice. 
"As a matter of fact I barely survived." Jamil crossed his arms and huffed.
"Oh my love~ What would you do without
me?~"
"Shut up." 
"And I'm not going back inside the kitchen. Let's just order takeout for tonight." 
You nodded in response. 
They ordered dinner and ate as they talked about their day. Then they both watched a movie and it ended in time before bedtime.
For Jamil to sleep peacefully, he put roach spray cans on both sides of the bed and had to be in your arms tonight. 
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Listen....
As someone who used to play piano, sing in choirs, and did Community Theatre I'd 100% serenade my fave (or any) Twst boys. Hell, I'd do it for the bit or as some type of prank! I might find any and all opportunities to sing/play songs from a range of decades to my boys.....
Imagine teasing Trey by singing Build Me Up Buttercup by the Foundations while he's baking for you ❤️ and seeing him shaking his head with an amused smile. As long as you help around the kitchen, and don't mind a playful chase or two with the ingredients, 🧁 he might be willing to join in with I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) by Four Tops as you clean up the mess the two of you made.
Jokingly singing Hard Days Night by the Beatles with/at Ruggie after another long day of school, work, errands and babysitting.... 🌼 When finally you've got some time to just be in each other's presence. But even if the two of you can only get these small moments now, deep down Ruggie knows how lucky he is to love you. 🌠 Introducing Knock On Wood by Eddie Floyd would perfectly put words to just how lucky he is to have you.
Late at night, when Jamil finally has some time to rest, and finally being able to Serenade him in the moonlight 🌙 with Moonlight Serenade by Ella Fitzgerald. Sure, it's a little on the nose but he's still flattered. Save The Last Dance For Me by The Drifters would be another testament of how well you understood him; 🪭Jamil's first priority might be Kalim's by blood, but his biggest priority is YOU (and that's by choice).
Rook would be fascinated to know French songs on Earth like La Vie En Rose by Louise Armstrong! Even if you fumble through the words a little, as long as you show him the lyrics perhaps the two of you could work through it together.🌹He'd equally love hearing old Crooner songs like The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra.... And the way he looks at you while performing just about sets your heart on fire 🔥💕.
Old Man Lilia would appreciate just about any rendition of Dream A Little Dream Of Me considering his affiliation with 💭Diasomnia. But considering his love of music in general, along with the seemingly endless life he's already had up until he finally got to meet and fall for you 💘, At Last by Etta James would be almost too perfect.
(This wasn't perfectly done, but I LITERALLY couldn't sleep until I typed it all out. As you can tell my taste can lean kinda old school (because I was raised by a Baby Boomer) but I've also been listening to a lot of Jazz, Soul and classic musical numbers lately. These songs hold a lot of memories and nostalgia and I guess I just needed a space to project them on lol! And if you couldn't tell.... I fucking ADORE the Vice Wardens in Twisted Wonderland 💖😩🥰 These characters and so many others hold SUUUUUUCH a close place in my heart I literally can't.💜❤️ Lowkey, lemme know if anyone's interested in more songs that I associate (and dissociate singing to them lol) with these or any other characters!! It'd also be fun to try writing a drabble, ONE-SHOT, or full fic again 🥴😋)
- Aim's Ongoing Delusions 📜
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leonistic · 2 months
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hidden in the shadows || jamil viper
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"you should dance with him," you heard malleus whisper gently as you watched jamil dance with one of the noble ladies at the masquerade, focused on 'not tarnishing the honour of the asim family'. "he does not have the heart to ask you to dance, for he fears you would choose someone else over him."
"i don't know," you murmur as you shuffle awkwardly, eyes still focused on jamil. "i mean, i'm scared he'd choose somebody else too. i'm not all that great."
"and yet, there is no one i know in all my years, nor in lilia's, who has seen 6 overblots and lived to tell the tale. i believe that there is much in you that you refuse to acknowledge, friend."
"and now!" an announcement screams behind you, startling both you and malleus, and the two of you look at each other and laugh silently. "ladies and gentlemen, those of you who haven't received a dance, the time is nigh! ask anybody on the floor to dance with you! rest assured that they shall not refuse you!"
"i believe it is a sign," is all malleus said as he walked towards the buffet, clearly intent on getting himself something to eat without you. you sigh as you give yourself a quick pep talk and walk towards jamil, the latter ending his conversation with the overly touchy lady™️. jamil looks towards you and smiles softly before politely cutting the touchy lady™️ short, which she clearly didn't like.
"i saw you watching me," he whispers as he accepts your silent invitation to dance, leading you to the dance floor where the stars twinkled above the glass ceiling, the moon light gently lighting up your face. "why?"
"you look gorgeous dressed like this," you whisper back, unsure of what to say, but convinced that you have to be honest. "couldn't take my eyes off of you even if i wanted to, to be honest."
"well," jamil starts softly, face coming closer to yours as you squeezed your eyes shut. "you look irresistible in this suit of yours."
as you opened your eyes and smiled, a tap on the mic startled you back to the dance floor, the announcer announcing the midnight kiss, which brought good luck to the couples and their dearest friends. jamil flushed and looked away, and while you looked straight at him, you were sure you were making the same face.
"i'll leave you to choose who to kiss, i suppose," jamil murmurs as he slowly halts, clearly intent on moving away from you, and his dismissal broke your heart.
"but i want to kiss you," you start before he can walk too far, too far from your grasp, and you're hopeful that he reciprocates when he turns around and runs back to you and kisses you, and you note the smallest things that you observed about him are so different once you're this close to him- his lips are chapped but somehow still soft, and his calloused hands hold you so gently, and his breath is warm, and smells like the chutney he must have eaten sometime back. your hands are clammy, and so are his- but there's really no other place you'd rather be.
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requested by @.inkybloom-luv on my old-old account lmao. reposting it again because i really like this :33
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ferny-bread · 2 years
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Back on the naga Jamil agenda, thank you thank you
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[no thank you tumblr for the quality, click to see it better smh smh]
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reichiin033 · 8 months
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Happy Birthday Jamil! お誕生日おめでとう! 🎈🎂
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Before the day ends! Happy birthday to our one and only Jamil Viper! ✨❤️
This is my first time drawing home without Kalim on the same canvass aaa! And also tried drawing him on the art style I'm practicing heuehuheu
Gotta draw some more!! 🥺✨
His banner is up! Goodluck to those rolling for him btw! May he grace your rolls ☺️🌷
🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍
(PLEASE DO NOT USE /SHARE ON OTHER PLATFORMS/ REUPLOAD MY DRAWING WITHOUT MY PERMISSION)
Jamil Viper is a character that belongs to Twisted Wonderland.
EVERYTHING On This FANART is Drawn by ME .
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dark-kind-of-mystique · 11 months
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𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍 𝑽𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒓🐍: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔
𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄: 1/2/3/4/?
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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?
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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 ^^)
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