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Hi hii-! If it isn't a bother can i request either the dorm leaders + Jamil or the first years with an Mc who is basically like Mei from turning red with the whole turning into a Giant red panda and all? You can decide if they're gonna be yandere or nah i just wanna see how they would react to mc suddenly turning into a red panda whenever they get overwhelmed by their emotions ehe
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Turning Red Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland
When you came to their world to be the magicless prefect they know and love Grim is expected to be the only furry member of Ramshackle. They are soon proven wrong when you finally lose it. All the overblots, the stress, the mysteriously creepy gifts addressed to you. You’re hairs bright red color was nothing more than a random trait until you turned into a giant red panda:
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Vil Schoenheit
“Well darling, this is unexpected…”
He’s genuinely surprised
But he can make this work 
Being a connoisseur of working under pressure 
He knows exactly how to calm you 
Even when you're a giant panda
Some things may have to change like the amount of the sleeping potion he will give you
But know worries he can adapt
And with your newfound fame who better to preen you for your upcoming career
“Trust me, dear, this is my territory. So leave your cute paws in my hands.”
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Kalim Al Asim
“Sooooo Fluffffy!!!!” 
He’s so obsessed with shoving his face in your fur
And if you let him ride you, he’s on cloud 9
Your even cuter than you were before
But this is because your stressed!?!
Well as your future husband bestest friend he’s going to change that
So stay in Scarabia don’t even worry about going back to Ramshackle
He wants you to get used to living in luxury anyway
He’s more than happy to have you and Grim stay
Especially when you’re transforming into a panda
“Come on (Y/n)! You shouldn’t have to be stressed to bring out the panda!”
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Azul Ashengrotto 
“Well, we all have our…vices.”
This complicates things
How’s he supposed to turn you into a mermaid now?!
But it's fine 
Hey, if you’ve made money on this before 
He’s more than happy to get a piece of the pie
Granted he’s not exactly pleased that this is a stress response
Whoever’s the cause of that stress he’ll politely intercede
With a contract that will have their lively hood on the line
“Just know that once you sign my contract all your cares and worries and you+ will be mine to take care of.”
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Riddle Rosehearts
“I see, we both seem to have our own reactions to stress.” 
He’s oddly elated 
He loves you deeply obsessively
So he will not tolerate anyone speaking negatively 
Anyone
He’s offing everyone’s heads that he sees talking badly about your latest change
He relates and he wants to help 
Funnily enough his fiery reaction to things you consider stressful has you relaxing if only to calm him down
And he’ll never admit it but he’s found you 10x more attractive when you angrily panda out
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Leona Kingscholar
“See? I warned you not to bother them us. It’s not my fault your body will be in shreds.”
All the more reason to stay napping with him
But when you panda out he prefers to sit back and enjoy
He doesn’t really bother doing anything unless it's calming you down 
And hiring a crew to clean up after you
He only is bothered by it when you don’t immediately yield to his control
Well other than your turning into a panda you’re still just a magicless prefect
That’s why it should be easier to keep you under his control
That or you’re going to be stressed with how many of your friends start avoiding you
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Malleus Draconia
“What a marvelous trait!” 
His heart is already set on you
But what is this?
This insatiable desire to rub his face into your fur and carry you around in your giant form?
“Is this…the fabled…cuteness?”
If anyone’s going to forget that they very well bring armageddon from cuteness aggression it's him
And because you being you have already fueled his emotions the electrical tempest that plagues NRC
He just reacts even worse when others have the same appreciation for your panda perfection
But only he is going ableto monopolize it
After all you don’t want the entire island falling into a sleep-like death right?
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Jamil Viper
“So your emotions are tied to your panda and when it comes out?”
“Yeah…”
“That’s really cute That’s inconvenient.”
He’s pleased you most likely rely on him to assuage yourself from freaking out
And boy does he have so much more power
While your under his spell he might as well advise you to ask him on a date
Or forget about that missing student
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Idia Shroud
“Whoa (Y/n)’s cuteness stats just upped themselves 40%!”
He’ll make even more merch 
But he’s not selling it 
There for him to squeeze and cuddle and pretend to make out with
Even better if you panda out in his room 
so he can have your scent everywhere
He might even instigate it
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dotster001 · 4 months
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When You Escape Him; Scarabia
Summary: Yandere Scarabia boys x gn!reader. He adopts a child that looks like the two of you. You run to give you both a chance at life. You never expected him to find you.
CW: Yandere, dark themes, betrayal, somehow Jamil is a shit in both parts, reader gets slapped in Kalim's part, implied hypnosis
Heartslaybul Savannaclaw Octavinelle Pomefiore Ignihyde Diasomnia Non NRC Staff
Three years into your relationship, he had come home and placed a baby in your arms.
"They were left in a box, all alone. And, well, he looks like if the two of us had a child," he sheepishly stared at the ground. "I just, I just figured it must be a gift from the seven."
You knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to tie himself to you through this boy. He looked just like him, and you were disgusted and scared.
Until he opened his eyes for the first time, and you found yourself staring into your own.
And you knew. You had to give this child the opportunity for a better life. A life without him.
In the end, your son did the opposite of what he had intended. And the first moment you could, the two of you had escaped.
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You’d always known this was a possibility. But when so much time had passed,  you had hoped for the best.
“Y/N!” You heard him before you saw him. His voice was excited as you heard shouts and running feet come your way. You looked down at your five year old, who seemed to have no idea what was wrong, smiling happily as he chewed on the donut you'd given him for being such a good boy at the doctor.
You could run.
But you wouldn't make it far.
And in the split second you took to think about it, a familiar set of bejeweled arms was wrapped around you.
“Y/N! I've been so worried!” He sobbed against your shoulder. Before you could respond, he had stepped away and begun jumping up and down excitedly.
“My baby!” He cried, smiling widely as he scooped up your son, spinning him around and making the boy giggle happily. “You're both safe! I'm so happy!”
Your son was squished between the two of you as Kalim initiated a group hug. Kalim was sobbing, but smiling and giggling. Your son was giggling. The only one miserable was you.
Well, that wasn't entirely accurate. You made eye contact with a very irritated pair of grey eyes. Jamil's face said it all. Even if Kalim was happy, you were absolutely fucked.
Jamil loudly cleared his throat, and Kalim took a step back, gently taking your hands in his own.
“Jamil told me everything. He said that after my father was killed, you were scared that they would hurt our baby. But it's okay! We've fixed all the security problems! He'll be safe now!”
The only thing stronger than Kalim's delusions, were Jamil's deceptions.
Kalim pressed a kiss to the back of each of your hands, before pressing a quick chaste kiss to your lips, one you were too petrified to even pretend to reciprocate.
“I need to do some fatherly bonding with my son, and tell him all about being the Asim heir. But you're going to go home with Jamil. He's going to fill you in on all the safety upgrades we made.”
He stared at you, his eyes full of adoration, before he giggled again, and pressed a kiss to your cheek.
“I'll see you when you get home. I love you!” 
He once again scooped up your son, exiting the crowded area to a private limo. You slowly turned to Jamil, who was still glaring.
“I hate you,” you said.
“And I despise you. Let's go,” he said dryly, grabbing your arm and dragging you to the limo he and his men came in.
The first few minutes of the ride were silent. He eventually broke the silence.
“You disgust me.”
“I'm not the one who kidnapped another human being.”
“You were barely kidnapped,” he snapped. “You have the world in the palm of your hand. All you have to do is be an obedient little toy, and he'd give you the stars in the sky, if you asked for it.”
“What good is having the stars if I don't have the freedom to enjoy them?”
He slapped you across the face. “I never want to hear you tell me what freedom is.”
“I hate you.”
“It's mutual. But I don't have to worry about it for much longer,” he sighed. “I've been told to make you “feel safe” by whatever means necessary.”
The full meaning hit you a second too late, as he snatched your chin, and looked deeply into your eyes, his smile smug.
“The one you see before you-”
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In your time of need, you'd made a deal. You knew a viper from the desert would drown in the vast ocean. So you gave up your old life in exchange for waiting tables in the undersea Monstro Lounge for the rest of your life. It wasn't anything glamorous, but Azul had promised, in exchange for your free labor, you'd have a nice home, your meals would be taken care of, and he'd get your son into school. Over the last ten years, you'd become so well liked, and well versed with Monstro Lounge policy, that you and Azul had been discussing bumping you up to management. You'd even begun getting closer to Jade. 
Life was good. Except for the stray nightmare, which Jade was now there to help save you from, you could almost forget your past. You could forget him.
Jade was usually the one in charge of stock, and the lounge always picked the best of the best. So Jade would take trips to the surface for ingredients. He always invited you to come with him, but understood whenever you told him you weren't ready yet. He fully believed one day you'd be ready, and that you, him, and your son would have a picnic in a forest. It sounded nice.
After school, your son would come to the lounge, and do homework at the bar, where you, Azul, or the twins, would help. Since Jade was on the surface today, Floyd was the current helper. Though you definitely heard some scheming between the two of them; something about becoming Uncle Floyd. 
Life was so good right now.
“Y/N, can you please see me in the VIP room when you get a moment?” Azul asked. You nodded, finishing off the order you were taking, then dropping it at the bar for Floyd to pass to the kitchen. 
“How's homework going?” You asked, pressing a kiss to your boy’s cheek.
“Good. Uncle Floyd- oops,” your son looked at Floyd in regret, but Floyd was just smiling widely.
“Baby shrimpy and I are doing just fine. Homework will be done by the end of the shift.”
“Floyd, I accidentally-”
“Don't worry baby shrimp. They're gonna make me your uncle. You don't have to pretend,” Floyd said with a happy giggle, mussing your son's hair happily.
“Don't keep Azul waiting too long, Shrimpy. I think it's gonna be good news! I got little shrimp. Everything's good out here!”
You smiled gratefully at Floyd, then made your way to the VIP room.
What you found there froze you to your core. There was Azul sitting in his normal chair, his face set in a grim line. The problem lay with Jamil standing right next to him.
“Where's the kid, Ashengrotto?” He asked dryly.
“I only asked for Y/N.”
“Well, the deal was for both. Get the kid in here.”
“Deal with this first. You don't want him to hate you more than he's going to already,” Azul snapped.
You finally returned to yourself enough to ask in a broken voice, “Azul, why? We have a contract!”
He looked down at his desk, despair filling his features. 
“He offered a deal I can't refuse,” he pressed the button on the desk that summoned the twins. “As of this moment, your contract is void.”
You turned to rush out of the room, hearing Jamil a half second behind you, only to bump into Floyd and your son.
“Shrimpy, what-” he began, before seeing Jamil over your shoulder. “What's sea snake doing here?” His voice held barely concealed rage.
“I'm here for my family,” Jamil said, snatching your wrist, and then your son's. Floyd held tightly onto your son.
“Nah, Y/N’s protected here-”
“Floyd,” Azul said. “Let go.”
Floyd's face went dark. “Huh. Funny how this happens when Jade’s on the surface.”
“What does Jade have to do with anything?” Jamil spat, demanding an answer from you with his eyes alone.
Floyd stared for a moment, before coldly saying, “Don't worry about it.” He leaned in to your son, whispering something into his ear, before leaving the room with a slam of the door.
Azul sighed, and moved from his desk. “I expect you to be gone by the time I get back,” he said tiredly, leaving the room with another slam of the door.
The moment you were alone with Jamil and your son, you broke down.
“Please don't use snake whisper on me again.”
“What's going on! Why does he look like me-”
“Cause I'm your dad, and we're going home. Y/N’s just bitter because they lost,” Jamil said coldly.
“Close your eyes,” you commanded your son, who quickly obeyed, even though he was confused.
“Y/N,” Jamil ran his hands through his hair, as though this was just some minor irritation, not the end of life as you knew it. “I can't just not discipline you for this.”
“Don't snake whisper him.”
“If he behaves, I won't have to. You on the other hand-”
“I'll do anything. That's the reason I ran.”
He paused, and you opened your eyes, hopefully. He seemed to be thinking it over.
“You need to prove you can be obedient.”
“I can.”
“One slip up, and you're going back under.”
“I understand.”
“In the meantime, you have to stay chained up in my room.”
“Okay.”
“And one more thing,” he smiled wickedly. “Kneel.”
“Huh?”
“Beg me for forgiveness. Beg me to not charm you or my son. Prove that you can follow instructions without my help.”
“You disgust me,” you whisper.
“That sounds a lot like defiance,” he sneered.
You took a shuddering breath, and knelt, bowing your head reverently.
“Please, Jamil.”
He slowly made his way to you, stroking your head.
“Good pet.”
You saw a flash of gold, and, suddenly, a portal stood before the three of you.
“Let's go home,” he said with a triumphant smile.
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ceruleancattail · 3 months
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Hello, I apologize for the inconvenience, but I would like to make a request to Jamil, where in his overblot state he expelled the octanaville trio, Kalim, Grim but left the reader (or MC if you prefer) in scarabia because Jamil already had feelings for her, and took advantage of her overblot state to finally have her beloved diamond, with no one to get in the way (you can decide if you want Yandere or not, but I need to see Jamil be loved and adored by her diamond, maybe the MC doesn't even care much about that because he also has some feelings for Jamil)
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Overblot Jamil Viper x reader
Tw: yandere, suggestive, mentions of blood
The pressure of his gaze was stifling.
Weighing down on both of your shoulders, forcing them downwards. The fear struck you like the deadly claws of some horrid beast, sinking deep into your flesh, impaling your bones. Striking fear into the very crevices of your heart.
Sweat coated both of your hands, glistening away against your palms. Fracturing every glint of light left in the room, sending them everywhere in scattered, panicked rays.
Much like your frantic heartbeat, thumping ceaselessly against its cage of bone. Thundering in your ears, drowning out all coherent thought. The only things that managed to stay were animalistic instincts.
Run.
Hide.
Shivering, you raise your head. Making eye contact with Jamil. No…. Not Jamil. That… thing standing tall in front of you, towering over your quavering form. Covered with a black, tar like substance that spilled from every inch of his body. Waxing and waning right before your eyes, twisting into intricate, elaborate designs. Yet for all their delicate beauty, every single piece just felt like another blade, edge sinisterly sharp.
Sharp enough to pierce through flesh like paper.
Sharp enough to hurt both the opponent and the person who donned it.
What had Crowley said?
“Overblots drain the host’s energy. Sapping away at it, bit by bit.
Until they’re nothing but a shell of their former self.”
Lowering your gaze, your eyes flickered from the left and right. No sign of the companions who accompanied you on this reckless crusade. It was supposed to be simple. Expose Jamil’s plans, and everyone makes amends. Your life carries on.
Unfortunately, they’ve been flung out with a simple swipe of the enraged vice-house warden. Tossed aside like scraps of trash, like they didn’t even matter in the first place. Clutching at the fabric of your blazer, you mutter a silent prayer to whatever was looking out for you at that moment.
You managed to roll away just in the nick of time. As a regular, magic-less being, you weren’t too sure if you would have even survived from an impact that large. A quick look at the remains of that blow were enough to send a chill racing down your spine.
Cracked tiles, marble shattered into mere particles of dust, scattered throughout the breeze. Just to think, that would have been you.
“Hey.”
Jamil’s voice rung out, no longer that docile, gentle voice he used when you two worked in the kitchen together. It was horribly distorted, twisted into something that just oozed venom. He spat out his words, anger sizzling in every syllable.
“Where do you think you’re looking?”
Upon meeting those eyes of ebony, all you could muster were sobs, choked out of the very depths of your throat. Hands feebly reaching for where your companions once stood, if that would have brought them back.
A dark blur slammed into the ground right next to you. A shadowy snake, smashing into the floor right next to you. Sending up dust, grime and jagged fragments of what was once delicately painted floor tiles. Some impaled themselves into your palm, your arm. Jagged edges sinking deep into flesh, piercing everything that they could reach.
A growl, a deep, guttural sound. The sound of a territorial beast, sinking its jaws into what was his.
“Stop looking around. They’re gone.”
As quick as a viper’s strike, Jamil’s hand reached out for your face. Grabbing your chin with a single palm, nails digging deep into your skin. Wincing, you jerk backwards, if only in a last-ditch effort to escape his hold.
“Keep your eyes on me, instead.”
Jamil only holds on tighter, squeezing tighter. Your jaw stung, screeching out in burning, white hot pain. A sharp stench stabbed into your nostrils, the foul smell of metallic, scarlet blood. Beads of crimson blossomed on your skin, dripping down the curves of your face.
A forked tongue flickered, slipping out of his lips. Sliding across in one smooth motion. As if Jamil could taste your fear, and he was… relishing in it. A sadistic gleam sparked to life within his eyes, dancing around within like a flame, eager for more to burn.
“Red does look rather good on you. Perhaps you should adorn it more often.”
Something in his voice made you fairly sure that his statement wasn’t just a suggestion. The cold, firm way he delivered that line… it was an order. An order from the tyrant right in front of you.
You gulped silently, words spilling off your tongue in an attempt to snap Jamil out of… whatever twisted state he was in.
“Jamil, stop it. There’s still time, you still have a chance to change back. If this keeps up-“
Grip loosening, you hasten the pace of your speech, convinced your words were getting through to him. For the briefest of seconds, you allowed yourself to hope.
Only for that fleeting, delicate feeling to be crushed. The hand clutching at your cheek was shoved against your mouth, slamming it shut. Jamil’s eyes narrow, glaring daggers at your own.
“Shut up.”
You only got a shallow gulp of air before Jamil’s lips press against yours, his kiss hungry, greedy. Warmth surges through your mouth, his forked tongue flicking menacingly against yours. Hell, you could feel his fangs, those ivory daggers of white graze your lower lip, sharpened edges slipping into the plush of your lip.
Jamil kissed recklessly, drowning in endless waves of both passion and lust. Reaching for every inch you could possibly give, and tearing right past that limit. He took, took, and took, with little to no regard for how much you could give.
By the time he pulled away, there were tears pooling up at the very edge of your eyes. Your lungs ached, a dull sensation. Desperately heaving, sucking in one breath after another, to replace whatever Jamil saw fit to steal from you.
Breathlessly, you mutter.
“Let go of me, Jamil. This isn’t good… for the both of us.”
A low chuckle, before Jamil threw back his head. Laughing hysterically, his laughter echoing through the hallways of Scarabia. Each booming sound dripping with malice, dripping into your ears like acid, hissing and spitting.
“Oh, my dear.
I’ve never felt better.”
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del-thetiredwriter · 1 month
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Mafia Au/Good luck while running away from mafia part4
Intro, part 0.5 , part 1 , part 2 , part 3 ,
Tags: @hrhqueenfox , @hasty-desert , @oceanside-pixie , @lianreine , @h3apm3ch4n151m , @cecilebutcher , @ayachansan , @roseapov , @randomlyappearingartist , @serenity-loves-red , @wonderlandcrown , @nightw-izhu , @moonlight-nightwing , @lorkai , @lucid-stories , @morokumi
Notes: little bit rushed I guess? Well I am working on three other aus at the moment so. I hope you like it.
Warning: yandere stuff, gn reader, English is not my first language…
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4 years ago
“Tyranttt!” You moaned.
“I haven't eaten a bite or drank a sip of water for hours. Now you're giving me an exam! “This is not a test, it is torture!” You shouted to the cameras on the wall.
As usual, you were training with Crewel sensei all day long. And it couldn't be said that he was a very kind teacher. He was extra harsh on you, especially compared to the other people he trained.
However, he had especially gotten things out of hand. Today was one of your least favorite days. Surprise exam day. Surprise exams: as the name suggests, you would never know the content and time of the exam. Crewel would put you to the test suddenly, without you even noticing. You especially hated the hands-on ones.
You couldn't eat properly yesterday. You had been training under Crewel Sensei all day. When you returned home, you fell asleep straight away from exhaustion. When you woke up, you found yourself handcuffed in a room. While I was sleepily trying to comprehend what was happening, Crewel Sensei's voice echoed into the room from the ceiling speaker.
“My dear little puppy, guess what time? Correct answer: Surprise exam! Your mission is to get out of the handcuffs and get out of this building within two hours. Let me tell you from the beginning, do not complain, the exam was prepared according to the topics we covered. Then I wish you good luck. Your time has begun.”
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“Two hours and 6 minutes nch nch. You need to work harder. 8 minutes to get out of the handcuffs, 43 minutes to open all the locked doors, 40 minutes to pass the obstacles... we better tighten up your training."
You just glared at Divus as he seriously analyzed the exam. You're too hungry to bother with that damn practical exam. You just focused on eating your salad.
“I mean, what was slowing you down? Should we increase the number of exams?
“Sensei, it’s just six minutes, I was tired, unprepared-“
“The aim is to prepare you for all kinds of situations.” Crewel interrupted.You grimaced. You weren't in the mood to argue with him right now.
While Crewel was talking about your mistakes, there was a knock on the door. It was Sam.
“Sam-san!” Your eyes sparkled with joy at the sight of your savior. Whenever Crewel scolded you or increased your training hours, he would save you from Crewel like a savior angel.
“Excuse me to interrupt, but Boss wants the little imp.” said Sam.
“Huh, now? Why does he want Y/n?” Crewel asked with a grimace.
"Who knows. By the way, get it while you're at it.I brought the information you requested.”
He handed Crewel a package. Meanwhile, you escaped at the first opportunity you had and went to Crowley, the head of the mafia.
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“Looks like Crewel gave you one of his wonderful exams again, hmm?” The masked man asked, as he poured a tea for you.
"Yes sir."
Dire Crowley is the head of one of the largest organizations in the Underworld and also your protector who took you in when you were ten years old. You had always wondered how such a goofy and slightly weird guy became the head of the mafia.
Once, when you asked Crewel sensei about this, he told you these words.“If you only knew what that man did… Anyway, just be careful with him. He is…the devil himself.”
“You've been with me for a long time, Y/n, and the time has finally come.”He handed you a file.
“Congratulations, you are now an official member of the mafia and here is your first target.”
You started examining the file.
“This man was a traitor we had been looking for a long time. He poses a great danger to the organization. I want you to get rid of him.”
———
Current time
You were on something soft. You opened your eyes slowly. You felt a pain in your shoulder.
“Jamil! Y/n woke up!”
You heard a joyful familiar voice. The owner of the voice hugged you with joy. Kalim. You tried to comprehend the events in a dazed manner.
That's right, Floyd shot you last and you fainted from blood loss while running with all your strength. And apparently Scarabia had caught you.
“Oh Y/n you really had me worried. If you only knew how scared I was when I saw you like that, shot and unconscious."
You didn't reply. You just stared blankly at Kalim.
“Yes Y/n you had us all so worried.” Jamil entered the room. He had a black agenda in his hand and was wearing a suit. Now if you look carefully, Kalim was also wearing a suit. The welds of weight on his wrists jingled as he turned to survey the room. Oh you were chained.
“Is it allowed to keep such things in the hotel room?” You said.
“Oh, I'm sorry, we brought the silver ones with us because we came here in a hurry, but don't worry, we have gold ones at home.” said Kalim innocently.
You loved Kalim, his sweet and pure nature prevented you from venting your anger on him. You gritted your teeth. You looked at Jamil.
“Kalim, you better go now, you need to greet our guests for the meeting. "I'll be back in fifteen minutes." Jamil dragged the manager out by force.
“But Jamil-“
“Don't worry, nothing will happen. They are both injured and the whole hotel is full of guards.”
After Kalim left, a grin appeared on Jamil's face that you had never seen before. A familiar and yet disturbing grin.
“Congratulations, you are truly someone who lives up to the title of the boss's right-hand man. Sorry, his former right-hand man. You know Kalim was so panicked it was hard for me to calm him down. Especially when you suddenly disappeared he stopped working, coming to meetings…You owe me for this.”
You didn’t answer. You knew he was trying to provoke you.
“I wonder what would have happened if those documents had never arrived? Would the boss throw you aside? Would you be his heir after all the training you received?”
You tried to hold yourself back.
"Who knows." You replied.
A burst of laughter broke out from Jamil. He approached you.
“Oh, you are really tough. It's not easy to break you, but don't worry, we have plenty of time. The doctor will be coming soon to change your bandages, so don't be a hassle. I notified room service for you to have breakfast.”
And he left the room.
You laughed. Oh apparently Crewel Sensei was right. Training would really come in handy.
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Once you were free of the chains, you got into the bed and waited for the doctor.Indeed, as Jamil said, the doctor came about fifteen minutes later.You quietly waited for him to approach you on your bed.
“Excuse me, Y/n-san are you awake?”
You didn't reply. Just as the doctor was bending over to lift the blanket on you, you jumped on top of them and gagged them with one of the sheets before they could scream. You undressed the poor doctor while they were struggling in chains made for you.
“I'm sorry, but you know I have to run away. And my clothes are a little off for that.”
You were careful not to attract the suspicion of the guards as you left the room dressed as a doctor. You started walking away from there with normal steps.
Indeed, as Jamil said, there was protection everywhere. As you were about to get into the elevator, you noticed the guards talking on the phone, then they all hurriedly dispersed. Apparently room service had found the poor doctor.
You changed direction. You walked calmly but quickly and pulled the fire alarm. And as you wish, chaos broke out.
While people were screaming and running in panic, you mixed in with them. And you finally reached the exit.
When you left the hotel, you hailed a taxi with the money you got from the poor doctor.
“To the amusement park,” you said to the driver.
Then you called that number with the phone you got from the doctor.
“Hey it's me Y/n. It's time to pay me back. Be at the amusement park. Don't forget to bring a vehicle and weapon with you. You better be on time, Snow White."
-
“Looks like your training has paid off, Crewel.”The masked man said in a sarcastic tone.
“It's truly incredible, but it's a shame that such a person is a traitor.” said Trein as he caressed Lucius.
“Well, talent is in their blood, after all, he was like that too when he was young.” said Vargas.
“I have work to do. With your permission,” Crewel stood up sharply.
“Oh Crewel, don't be angry-“ but before Crowley could finish his sentence, Crewel spoke angrily.
“You hate it the most when we talk about him. Didn't you declare him a traitor to take over, and completely erased Ramshackle from the mafia? And now you're sacrificing them for your executives."
Crowley smiled under his mask.
“Crewel Crewel, are you really going to play innocent? You were the one who gave them those documents. If they didn't know anything, maybe we would still be living in peace. But no problem. After this game, we will return to our peaceful life again."
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yan-lorkai · 3 months
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.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Been thinking about Jamil lately. He's such a complex character with complex motives to overblot. I was thinking how he'll react if his darling, mainly one he just met, wanted to help him because we all know how much work he has to do.
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.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Jamil hates you. Not like he hates Kalim, no one could compare to that. But it's still hate. To everyone he is just Jamil, hardworking and persistent Jamil, working without stopping for a second. Always cooking, cleaning and taking care of Kalim every waking second, from the beginning of the day to the end of the night, without having much time for himself.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Jamil hates that you think he's not capable of doing the tasks he's been doing for years. Why else would you help him other than because you think he is incompetent? He hates you for it. He hates that your kind smiles and smooth conversations take some of the weight off his shoulders and make him more relaxed. He needs to stay alert. He needs a clear mind in the here and now, and with you around he thinks about everything but Kalim. There's only you, you, you in his mind and heart.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ He has you on his mind when your hands touch when you help him fold the clothes, he has you on his mind when you hum some popular song while helping him dry the dishes and swept the floor. You're specifically on his mind every time breakfast, lunch and dinner is ready, making him wonder if you've already eaten, making him wonder what kind of expression you'd make when you taste his food. And he hates that your smiling face in his mind makes him have a happy feeling running through his body. He hate that he has the softest of smiles in his face at every thought of you.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ He could hypnotize you so that you would go away, so that you would never approach him and Kalim. But losing you would be boring, would turn his world back to black and white. No matter how much he struggles to admit it, Jamil enjoys being the target of your constant attention, he likes how you look at him with bright eyes and are there whenever he needs you.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ If you desire so much to help him, Jamil won't stop you. But now you also can't never stop either, because he grow used to your presence and friendly talking. He can't let you leave now.
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Would you do a yandere Jamil x reader?
Snake In The Grass (Yandere!Jamil Viper x Reader)
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(Possible TW: Stalking, murder, slight gore mentions, manipulation, sexual implications)
He was a crafty one, that Viper. He knew it, too. He had to be to survive, after all. Slithering through the shadows undetected, simply being known as a mere servant- nothing more, nothing less. This is what was upon the surface- but there was always far more to the attractive male than what was visible.
He was always there. He would slink up beside you after class to walk with you, speak with you. Kalim would be present as well, of course- unless he had found someone else to watch over him for the briefest of times. He would ensure that you were provided for as best as he could, especially given the conditions within Ramshackle. He had already long since calculated the dietary restrictions of your body and would ensure that the proper nutrition would be packed and slipped into your bag for you to consume when you retired for the night.
He was always watching. The smoky gray eyes with a tender yet occasionally sinister glisten trailing over your figure. Every inch of your flesh, every curve, every molecule…nothing missed the calculations of the Vice Dorm Leader of Scarabia. Whenever you would attend the parties within the dorm, he would watch your every move. Even outside of the comfortable confines of the dorm he knew every secretive in and out of, his eyes would remain upon you. Within the shadows. The darkest of nights. Beneath trees. Behind walls and corners.
He would always take care of whatever business needed to be done. This, soon enough, included the disposal of the bodies of the students who had dared either step to you in aggression or affection. Bones broken, skin bruised and contorted. Blood seeping from the very crevices of their figures. His cuts were precise, and as calculative as the rest of him. They were always placed somewhere intentionally conspicuously- unless the person themselves had far too much of a potential tie to Jamil himself. In those cases? The bodies were never found.
His voice was one that lingered. It was smooth, warm, and practically oozing with a charm unlike anything you had experienced from anyone else within the institution of Night Raven College. It was deep, yet it would slightly raise in pitch if he grew a bit excited or stressed- yet it still somehow retained a level of tranquility that would leave you practically begging for him to speak to you more. He occasionally would even hum or sing near you whilst completing his tasks or simply beside you walking, and it was as though a siren had come from the darkest depths of the sea to be by you and croon its serenade and embed it into the very soul of yourself.
His touches were always gentle, his smiles like warm sunlight cascading down upon your figure in soothing waves. Given the work that he constantly was assisting with or accomplishing alone, his sleek skin was toned. Abs and muscles would peek themselves through whatever articles of clothing he had on. You would feel the very same muscles within his arms tense and tighten whenever he would touch you or gently move you around or out of the way within the hallway. Within the classroom, he occasionally would lean over just enough for those muscles upon his arms or chest to lightly graze your skin, assisting you with whatever classwork you needed help with.
His steel gray gaze. The depth of kindness yet knowledge they held. Those beautiful eyes upon that sculpted, handsome face of his that you always found yourself slightly getting lost in. The eyes that would behold you so tenderly, as though you were a precious piece of artwork within a museum, or a delicate flower that brought him a warmth inside of himself. And it was here, within that gaze, that you finally found yourself slipping under the poison of his venom entirely, his fingers just barely grazing your chin to tilt your head up to behold him in all of his glory.
“Snake Whisper.”
It was his voice, those eyes of his…those blood red eyes that were drawing you in…he had you right where he wanted you at last, having pulled you into his room for conversation during a party at Scarabia. His lips tugged into a sinister grin as he watched your gaze shift into the same blood red one he had moments ago. He bent forward slightly, his fingers remaining beneath your chin. That is, until they slightly trailed downward. They settle gently upon your neck, and you are too far gone to comprehend just how much of the poison of him you had succumbed to.
“You, my beautiful desert flower (Y/N), are now mine and solely mine. You shall obey my every word from here on, and you shall dedicate yourself to me. Your heart, your mind…your body…and your very soul are all mine. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes…Master.”
A pleased chuckle escapes the lips of the snake, his arms wrapping around the waist of his caught prey. His gaze locked onto yours once he had finished observing your lovely figure. His nails lightly dug into your flesh upon your waist, keeping you planted firmly before him.
“Good~ when you are solely within my company, you shall refer to me as Master. But when we are within the company of others, you shall refer to me either as my name or “my love”. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Such an obedient pet~ now. Place yourself upon my bed. Spread yourself out. Prepare to give yourself to me entirely.”
Your motions were swift. Your body soon was pressed against the bed, your back firmly making itself at home upon the comforter of the Viper that had you within his grasp. Jamil grinned, ensuring his door was locked and he had placed up a sound nullification spell- he did not need to ruthlessly slaughter anyone that dared to interrupt, tonight. You were the only one on his mind- the only one he would soon claim to be his. The snake had finally emerged from the grass.
~End~
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Yandere Jamil Viper headcanon
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Jamil would be a possessive, manipulative and controlling yandere.
He would have an inferiority complex with Kalim.
And she would fall in love with you if you showed her attention and kindness.
Something he hasn't experienced much.
He quickly became addicted.
Jamil would spend a lot of time with you.
He would probably help you with schoolwork at the same time.
This would be a good way to spend time with you.
But Jamil would want it all to himself.
Jamil wouldn't want to share you with others.
However, he would know that he would have to be careful.
He wouldn't want to scare you away.
Luckily, Jamil would have the perfect "special magic" for that.
He would be good at "convincing" people to leave you alone.
Jamil wouldn't want to use this on you.
But he wouldn't hesitate to do it if he had to.
Outright kidnapping would be out of the question.
Jamil would start a relationship with you and start restricting your freedom.
It would be really important for him to keep everything under control.
Jamil would set rules that he would expect you to follow.
If you obeyed, you would get more freedom and gifts.
However, if you resist, you will fall under hypnosis very quickly.
Ur choiche <3
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Yandere scarabia x reader (ours)
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it was strange being away from your world, being in this new one with magic and fairytales. but at least you had friends and most people at the school were very kind to you.. or at least you thought they were. you were close with many students, you had friends from different dorms like malleus or ace and deuce. but your best friends that you trusted so well were from scarabia, jamil and kalim. you were drawn to kalim's bubbly personality and jamils kindness, if only you listened to the warnings that other gave you about them. the day started like any other, you had been woken up in ramshackle by the ghosts, grim sleeping at the end of your bed and everything seemed fine, you went to class, got into trouble with ace and deuce, but then crowley called you to his office. after months of being in this strange world he had finally found a way for you to return home. it was sad to tell your friends about it, sad to tell grim but it was good because you got to go home and see your family and friends from your world, and your best friends had even invited you to their dorm for a going away party, a party you never should've gone to.
you arrived in the scarabia dorm towards the afternoon greeted by some of the other students there, you walked to the main hall where you saw kalim and jamil standing there with a table of food. kalim ran to you and hugged you tightly. "i missed you so so much y/n" he smiles at you. "you saw me in history today kalim" you laugh a bit hugging him back. you give a quick smile to jamil who returns it with a nod. "come eat! jamil cooked all of your favorite food!" kalim says happily dragging you closer to the table. "you should try the tea, its a personal recipe of mine" jamil says in his usual calm tone, handing you a cup of tea. it was a strange purple color, similar to a spell you learned in potions but you just couldn't place what the spell was, not wanting to be rude you took a sip and nearly instantly began to feel weak. then you placed it, the spell that had a purple color was a sleep spell. you tried to walk away from them a bit or open your mouth to ask them about it but you bumped into jamil instead. "shh its ok, youre ok" he says picking up your weak body in his arms. "jamils right, everythings ok because your ours now!" kalim says smiling following close behind jamil as he carrys you somewhere within the dorm.
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Pt. 2?
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yourfavepookiebear · 5 months
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Heyyyy! could I have head cannons of yandere Jamil, Idia, and Leona with a punk reader who doesn’t do anything they tell them to do?
Okie dokie pookie bear ! On it !
Yandere Jamil, Idia, and Leona with a punk, rebellious reader.
Jamil:
Oh boy you're lucky he's patient.
He really hates the fact that you're like a brat with him. Especially when you refuse to do anything he tells you to do
If he's in a good mood he would just ignore it and use snake whisper to make you do it.
If he's in a bad mood you will definitely get a 'punishment'. (Not in a good way pookies)
Leona:
Also hates it.
Like I said, he hates your rebellious attitude since it's making everything 100 times harder for him.
He's a simple man. He will either lock you up until you give in or just threaten you.
Kinda likes your attitude tho, it makes everything harder for him, but much more fun/amusing. 'It ain't worth it/fun/interesting if it's easy to get' kinda thing yknow what I mean ?
Idia:
At first he's kinda intimidated by you because of your attitude and stubbornness.
But then it just gets irritating so-
He's patient with you, but he's not a saint either
I don't see him as the type to hurt you unless it's absolutely necessary
In short, he collars you.
But it's not a normal collar. It's a collar that slightly⚡you when you refuse to do something he says. (Dw pookie it's not lethal nor dangerous it just stings and hurts a little.)
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Ok I couldn't find the ask in my requests anymore (I think it was eaten) so I hope I am still able to nail this.
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Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, murder, imprisonment, manipulation, stalking, blood, kidnapping, unhealthy relationship
Jamil Viper/Malleus Draconia/Lilia Vanrouge-Player hides that they are the Overseer
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First question: WHY??!
Second question: Has he done something so that you would hide who you truly were
Jamil always knew that there was something special about you
But every time he was close to figuring out when he had felt this warmth before he was always assuming that it was simply due to you treating him like a human being and not some sort of asset you could throw away whenever you wanted
What if this was just a way for you to test him? What if you wanted him to figure out that you were the highest being in his world?
If it weren't for you laughing and telling him that it was alright and not some sort of test things will be a bit more easier in the aftermath for him
And we can't really blame him for not noticing
After all, you had suddenly disappeared, your wise gaze went suddenly missing, leaving him trapped in the cold of a world without you
Was he cuddling his cushion on the second day when you were gone, hoping to find at least some of the comfort you took with yourself? Maybe...
But after he finally figured out who you were, let's say your tongue slipped and you said something only the Overseer could know, there was also a huge change how he treated you
Kalim? What was that? Something to eat? His former master? There was nothing before you became. His master. Nu uh. N o t h i n g
Also, I haven't seen you talking with the other students so much anymore. They are distancing themselves form you? How sad *side glance to Jamil*
You know these people that claim to do something good for you when it's in truth doing more bad? That's him but only that he is not aware that he is doing it
Those frightened-off students? His work. They were just talking about you in such an disrespectful way and something in him just snapped
They ended up in the infirmary with a broken nose... never knew he had it in his fists...
But he is doing all of this for you. What? You would like to go to your classmates? But they really aren't the best company! If you want to lead a good life you also need to surround yourself with only good people. Who those are? Well for starters him. Only him. You got that, right. Only him.
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Either you are in truth some master of hiding your identity or he lost 90% of his brain cells
I mean, you are his God so HOW??!
But we don't judge him
Especially not when he looks so... small (?) and like he is ready to burst into tears second now (I don't know how that is supposed to look since it's just so unimaginable)
At the same time, when you disappeared there was a huge crisis in the Valley of Thorns so he was a bit occupied
This had to be some punishment, right? Did the offerings not satisfy you? We're they too little??! (They offered you gold and other riches on a daily basis so I don't know how he could assume that)
Malleus felt like he was nothing but a small hatchling again, remembering how he hugged Lilia when he felt like no one would ever like him because of his powers
Also a reason why he is so... “interested” in you, his light in the darkness
So when he found out? Pure joy and the urge to protect you (aka lock you up like you are some sort of mountain of gold)
Malleus always knew that there was a special connection between you and the Overseer but never in his wildest dreams would he have guessed that you were them
So, now our oh so peacefull and abslutely not member of what is more or less a cult has found his God. What could go wrong?
(*sigh* we both know that this won’t end well…)
Malleus has prepared all his life for this even though he had always been told that there was also a pretty good chance that you wouldn’t necessarily descend durig his lifetime (and now remember that he is a Fae, this tells a lot)
Mhm. Congrats! You are now rich! Huh? But you want to leave this room? But why? He has prepared everything just for you! Is something to your disliking? Do you need more? Just your freedom? No, he isn’t keeping you imprisoned, just safe from the dangers of the outside world
Just leave everything to him. You have been in so muchh danger all this time so now it’s his turn to make up for that. Oh thank you so much for telling him that there is a red stain on his clothing. Seems like that imbicle will always be an annoyance, even after he asked them to “leave” so kindly.
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Once more: HOW??!
This annoyance of a Fae has prayed to you for hundrets of years this should be impossile
But ok, let’s assume that for some reason he couldn’t recognise you
Remember that crisis I mentioned in Malleus part? Well, he is probably more destructive than that crisis (probably even double)
Is ready to jump on everything that talks even somewhat without respect for you (or at least when he thinks they do)
Also, he is sharpening his toothpicks, ready to end whatever made you leave
You better step forward and just tell him that you are whom he calls the Overseer because at least fife students have gone missing under mysterious circumstances
But mhm, he is ready to watch the world burn
Let´s just say that that sixth sense finally fixed itself to move on with the scenario
So one day, good old you is just wanting to go out for, let’s say groceries, and nearly step on a Fae who is kneeling in front of your door
Before all of this you were already a close friend to the former general and not to get surprised hugged by him was absolutely flabbergasting to you
Privacy? What is privacy?
Lilia will always be there whether you are eating or sleeping. The only moment you are alone is when you are changing your clothes or using the Bathroom and even then he is standing in front of the door
Let us all remember that he was fighting in a war in your name so there is always that paranoia that you will be somehow harmed
But let us not fool ourselves, he is also doing this out of selfish reasons
After all, he can see you, hear your voice, did his hand just brush yours and OH MY GOD IS HE CREEPY
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If you ever take in requests, can you make a fic or series prompt base on Twisted Wonderland about Yuu/y/n was able to escape her yandere captor ( Leona, Vil, Malleus, Idia, Riddle, Azul, or Jamil). 5 years later the yandere 'boyfriend' was in the library when he sees Yuu/y/n holding a little boy...that looks like him but with Yuu/y/n's eyes.
I'll do three for now 🖤🖤🖤
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Escaped for the Little One w/ Fem Reader | Yandere Twisted Wonderland
You somehow escaped through your portal. Back in your world and its been years since then. But now you have to raise your little one in a world different from Twisted Wonderland. Too bad your captor’s back and they’re surprised to see a resemblance to the little one on your hip:
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Riddle Rosehearts 
“How could this–no way.”
He almost loses it at the idea of it 
You ran away and even had a kid!?
But its his 
The red curls prove it
He takes his time 
He has to learn the world he’s in before he makes his appearance
But he will when he knows the rules 
And when he does its over for you for this life without him
He is going to be the father and husband he would have been
Whether you didn’t follow the rules or just ungrateful he’d fix that
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Azul Ashengrotto
“A little one! W-what!? I can’t believe it! I mean we did–Eeek I can’t believe it!” 
He’s too excited at first 
Just overheating at the way how much of a perfect match you are
How sexy you look as a mother
And how cute your kid looks
Then its disappointment
Because he couldn’t keep track of you well enough he missed a pregnant you
He let you escape
Its really all his fault you were all alone in this world
He’d have to take you back 
Or build an empire as big as the one back home
He can be flexible 
After all you are his pearl
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Jamil Viper
“That–that actually makes sense.”
He thinks back to your behavior
The way you ate the way you slept
How could he have not known
But that doesn’t matter anymore
Its so easy to finesse randos in a world without magic
You can run all you like but you’re his no matter what world you’re in
A kid makes this even better
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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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bimboothefool · 2 months
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*twiddles fingers and tucks hair behind my ears* Could we get some Yandere!Lilia and Yandere!Jamil fighting over MC and a battle of wits? Please and thank you! If you can't do so, then it's okay!
𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥 𝐕. 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐕.
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Sᴛᴏʀʏ Cᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛs: Implications of violence, toxic rivalry, Jamil using Snake Whisper on you and mentions of blackmail.
Aᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s Lᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ: Oh you delightful vampy genius, yes you may! Hopefully it’ll be to your liking!!
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- Jamil and Lilia have their reasons as to why they fell in love with you or rather why their obsession manifested the way it did, but details, details. Jamil feels like he isn’t looked down upon and wants your approval the most. Lilia finds you extremely entertaining and whenever you go, fun trouble will follow suit.
- So when the two vice housewardens/dorm leaders find out about eachother’s feelings for you, they know it’s on. The battle of wits is a seemingly harmless start, but can quickly become quite grizzly as time wears on.
- Jamil gets your routine down to a T, often making plans around that routine. Making sure to catch you at seemingly “random” time, just so you could spend time together.
- Lilia on the other hand simply finds ways to intervene, third wheeling or just run off with you. He plays dirty and doesn’t favor being fair.
- Jamil knew he wasn’t gonna start playing fair either, often using his unique magic on you to “persuade” you into spending more time around him. Often dangling you in front of Lilia, practically taunting him, saying if Lilia will sink low, then Jamil will go straight to the pits of the Underworld.
- Lilia isn’t furious about it in the slightest if anything he finds it utterly amusing, sure you may be a bit distressed at the idea your friends are fighting, but he reassured you. “Worry not Beastie, it’s all in good fun, right Jamil..?” Jamil glares back at him with a false smile. “Of course it is, don’t worry about it.”
- The two rivals for your affection are squarely focused on eachother, Jamil understands he’s going up against an old fae, but he’d be damned if he didn’t fight back. Lilia finds the idea of Jamil thinking he can defeat him profoundly entertaining.
- Regardless it’s gonna be a one hell of a fight that put the two to the test. Using unorthodox methods like blackmail, intimidation and whatever else they can use as fuel against eachother.
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Tʜᴀɴᴋs Fᴏʀ Rᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ!
Rᴇʙʟᴏɢɢɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʜᴇʟᴘs ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ, ᴀʟsᴏ ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғɪᴄs ғᴏʀ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍs!
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Jamil Viper — Pansy, chestnut, & hydrangea
The flower prompt list is courtesy of ddarker-dreams!
Content warning: dark content, implied forced physical affection
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Pansy - What was it that ultimately sparked their obsession?
He first pays you mind when you’re partnered in a group project together. Some fickle, ambiguously posed essay prompt assigned by Trein. Jamil, as expected, pulls his weight. So as not to drag him down, you follow suit. It’s no question that he’s regarded as something of a jack-of-all-trades by his peers, a badge of versatility and all-encompassing talent he’s forcibly brandished with— so, under the assumption that this is true, you work hard not to impede your respective success, his above all.
But this particular assignment is to be completed in pairs of three. Jamil’s other work partner does not show for library meetings, does not reply to your texts, calls, or the inquiries you pose outside of their dorm. Jamil isn’t unaccustomed to the flaky vagrants that litter NRC’s student body, but this ordeal irks him regardless; this paper determines the bulk of his cumulative grade for the quarter, and he’s not too keen on being bogged down past the handicaps he’s already posed upon his academic success for Kalim’s sake.
Jamil’s grateful for you, though.
Trein assigned the lofty project on a particularly tedious week for Jamil, who had been wrought with exhaustion and chronic annoyance, with notably prominent eye bags, patience dwindling from sturdy kevlar rope to delicate snapping silk threads. He’d scarcely caught sleep, with only a few, fleeting hours to spare for himself (which were now dedicated to his essay portion). Kalim developed a daily taste for an incredibly complicated dish. Floyd misplaced Jamil’s practice sneakers atop the rafters for kicks. He forgot to clarify that his exam flash-cards were not for his dormleader to keep. He sliced his ring finger while dicing an onion. One night, he only got two hours of sleep, and woke up feeling like he’d been shot, waterboarded, and then shot again during the night.
He’d been especially cursed that week, and you’d done your share throughly and without complaint. Compromising and avid in your participation, you were almost eager to please him. You showed up early to meetings, and went insofar as to finish his study prep (even if it wasn’t to his standards) for another class when Jamil, quite startlingly, fell asleep atop of his reference materials, and did not wake for another half-hour. It wouldn’t usually have, but the considerate act genuinely warmed him. It threw him a bit off kilter. He even woke up relieved to find the finished paper, the smiley-faced sticky note that wished him ‘good luck!’ on his upcoming exam. It makes Jamil simultaneously unnerved and flustered, a combination that has his stomach turn uncomfortably. He doesn’t want to acknowledge it.
It was a small kindness, and might’ve been what kindled his initial interest in you, but it’s a kindness must be repeated for Jamil to acknowledge his interest in you. Even if he understands that the warmth in his chest is his mind and body’s positive reciprocal reaction to the minute sweetness you show him, he will not fully accept that what he is feeling is romantic interest, feeling quite put-out with how little it took to evoke such vulnerable intrigue.
Methodically planned or not, if you repeatedly display a semblance of care for Jamil, and act on it— helping him with cooking, pitching in and offering your services when Kalim saddles him with a seemingly insurmountable task, waving at him in the halls, smiling when he enters the room, demonstrating a baseline interest in his company alone; he’s quickly ensnared. You just have to hack away at him first. Jamil wants to feel wanted.
Chestnut - Would this yandere care about their darling’s past romantic relationships? If not, then why is that?
Disregarding the stabbing feeling he gets in his chest when you casually bring up a past fling of yours (even if the individual was nothing more than a middle school puppy-crush), no, Jamil swears he is not bothered by your past romantic ventures. No, he did not bristle when you spoke their name, and his face did not twist up when you giggled through a funny anecdote of a past failed date. He tells you to drop it, should you inquire further into his subtle bursts of jealousy, even if you’re just harmlessly teasing him for it. He won’t entertain it.
But if you were able to, if you could peel back his ribs and peer into his heart, you could observe how awfully is squeezes when presented with the reality that of course, he’s not your first and only love. Jamil, despite his efforts at concealing it, is incredibly possessive of you, jealous beyond what can reasonably be accepted as healthy and normal. Jealously seizes him, and, unfortunately, is provoked by both your past and present relationships, be they romantic or platonic. That he could not be there from the very beginning to monopolize you in your entirety, is a very irrational regret of his, one he’s almost ashamed to feel. His jealousy spirals into something fanatical and uncontrollable, and he loathes to feel it.
Jamil will persistently try to ignore it, to snip the dangerous buds of envy at the root, but it’s like some everlasting weed that’s even managed to creep into his love life, never abating. Always growing back, and somehow stronger than before. For as long as your attention is left open to the world, to anyone other than himself, it’s a weed that will fester and encompass him.
Hydrangea - How would this yandere react if their darling gave them affection? What is their internal thought process like? 
Ultimately, Jamil isn’t expecting much physical affection from you. It’s not something he really craved in a relationship, nor does he ever long for it; he always believed himself a true independent, disregarding the ludicrous notion that an individual could truly grow starved from a lack of skin-on-skin contact. Jamil steadily maintains this belief— until you take the initiative. He’s always been one to take the first steps, to maneuver your relationship along the path he’s set for it; but he failed to take into account the obvious possibility of your genuine romantic reciprocation. Jamil doesn’t fluster too severely when you first shyly take his hand, not keen on displaying a modicum of softness to the prying eyes of his peers, namely Kalim. To publicly and positively reciprocate to your touch in front of Scarabia’s housewarden, to Jamil’s ward, would open a floodgate of issues for him. The flimsy barrier he’d built to negate Kalim’s already-immovable waves of physical affection would all but collapse, and his harassment would increase tenfold.
PDA is something Jamil kindly asks you to refrain from. He won’t completely discourage you from touching him, merely asking that it be on his own terms: acts of kissing and hugging and hand-holding are as privatized as he can manage. Especially within Kalim’s general vicinity.
In private, however, he does all he can to positively reinforce your affectionate behavior, for as long as you will willingly give it. If his coldness and general lack of reciprocation on campus ever has you fear for your relationship, he’ll work hard to make up for it behind closed doors. He ploys you into accepting his advances— in the privacy only his dorm room provides, he’ll add, barring you from lounging about Scarabia’s main social hub, its atrium. Jamil has you lie with him on his bed, pressed to his chest, urging you to doze off with a few choice words if you’re not already weathered from your day. Any light, intentional brushes of your hand to his will prompt him to cup yours, to intertwine your fingers, perhaps gripping them with too much pressure. Your shy pecks to Jamil’s cheek after a study-session will imminently lead to his tongue down your throat, a rapid progression that very faintly comes off as concerning. As too much, almost needy; but at the very least, you won’t be able to claim that he’s not paying attention to you.
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Hiiiiiiiiii😍 ...so happy to see your request open😍😍 please write for yandere jamil and yandere riddle sharing the same darling (female reader) .(please make it fluffy if possible)...thank you ❤❤❤❤
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.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Warnings: Yandere content, poly relationship, female reader, implied isolation, murders, punishments.
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.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ In theory, it is a relationship capable of being long-lasting and functional. Riddle and Jamil are able to maintain a relationship based on mutual respect and the desire to keep you protected from other people. But before that happens they have things to discuss and deal with it, Jamil doesn't like how restrictive Riddle is and Riddle feels insecure that you'll like Jamil more for all the things he knows how to do.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Although when they resolve these issues, they are quick to work to make you fall in love with them and propose a three-way relationship, Jamil and Riddle will always make sure you feel comfortable with them, whether this is your first time having a poly relationship or not.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Riddle has no knowledge on what is expected in a romantic relationship but he did read quite a ton of romances. He is a little nervous but he doesn't show it, maintaining a gentleman persona around you, opening doors and accompanying you wherever you need to go, lending his ear to your problems and coaxing you to spend time with him and Jamil. He's not that touchy, both because he is not used to it and because he is too mindful of your boundaries and won't do something you don't explicitly want, he has more of a acts of service as his love language, but he occasionally likes to hold your hand or put one of his arms around your shoulders. He do more romantic things as your relationship progress and you're both comfortable with it.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Jamil, on the other hand, is more relaxed with his affection to you, he knows you truly loves them both equally and he adjust himself to what you're more comfortable with. Though I do see him as someone who has more of a acts or service and quality time person, he absolutely love to spend his free time with you because you breath new air onto his stagnant life, you are a sight for sore eyes. And he is left giddy everytime you come to watch him play, scoring multiple times just to hear you cheering for him.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Jamil sometimes helps Riddle articulate his thoughts, though he does find funny how much Riddle fumble awkwardly around you.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Having a sister, Jamil knows quite well what get a girl's heart swelling happily and he does all sorts of things for you. He even let you using as a model for you, braiding his hair and painting his nails. Jamil likes gifting you things, though he rather likes making them himself. Turns the gift into something more personal since he was the one who created it. He can makes jewelry for you, can knit, sew and weave you clothes.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ And while Jamil makes you those things, Riddle remain more suave, writing little poems or passing you little cute notes to remember you to drink water and take care of yourself. If Jamil provides for more on the material side of things, Riddle works more on your emotional, always checking on you.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ They fall in sync very quickly and understand each other very well because of their love for you, almost being able to communicate through their looks. Sometimes they send each other photos and videos of you or exchange names about people that are being a bit too flirty and touchy with you, people who ended up missing and a bloody mess, oops. You're like the light in the end of the tunnel for them, the only good thing in their life and they spoil rotten. Attention, affection, everything you could ask for. They only ask is that you don't let your light be tainted by those other peoples.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ While on NRC, you guys normally have study dates or baking dates, chitchat on Riddle's unbirthday parties, or just do something you really want to. You also have regularly sleepovers on your dorm.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ Things got complicated on vacation because Jamil and Riddle lives in different countries, plus Jamil has to deal with a lot being Kalim's servant. You three have to think of a way to deal with it everytime.
.⁠。⁠*⁠♡ They don't punish you, they can't. Riddle can collar you, sure, but that won't stop you, if anything you'd be angry. So Jamil is usually the one to make you stop acting a certain way using his unique magic on you while cradles your face lovingly in his hands as he stared into your eyes. Your eyes slowly rolling back and your mind foggy, but it's ok, they've got you. Just stay pretty and love them as much as they love you.
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kikyan · 1 year
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Yandere Scarabia Headcanons
TW/CW: Dark content up ahead!! Yandere specifically!! Themes will include yandere, possessiveness, violence towards reader, manipulation, mentions of stalking, and obsession! Proceed with caution!!
DISCLAIMER: These are my interpretations of his/her/their persona and none of these is 100% accurate. I don't condone any of these actions in real life and all of this is purely fictional and should be taken as such! Underage characters will ONLY  be given SFW headcanons, please respect this decision!
Banner made by @herestrish​ pls don’t steal!! Also huge thanks to my friend, Verizhe, for helping me with these headcanons and tbh for proofreading my other stuff they’re such a huge help! 
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Kalim Al-Asim 
Luckily, I’m updating more and more so this blog doesn’t die. Okiedoki, time for Kalim headcanons! Kalim was always a character I liked and hated. Like I loved his bubbly personality but at the same time I just knew his over-positive and enthusiastic personality was going to be annoying to some. His personality is also the same when it comes to you and your relationship. That aside, his traits would be over-protective, clingy, possessive, and manipulative. 
To keep it really simple, all these traits revolve around one thing and one thing only, his bubbly personality. He’s easy to befriend as he’s actively there to educate you on his culture and their customs, always there to lend a helping hand and just overall keep the party going. Those puppy dog eyes that you just can’t say no to them. To say the least, he’s very clingy. His S/O is someone who he can get along with, which is almost everyone. Someone he can get behind and support their ideals and morals. Someone ‘good’, it’s a very bland description but it’s one that makes sense. He’s clingy because he loves to be around you! If he sees you around the hallway, expect him to forget everything just to run up and greet you. Sometimes even ditching his previous task just to help you with yours or just spend time. When having lunch, expect to see Kalim offering you a spot at his table or inviting himself to yours. If you happen to fail a subject that Kalim excels in, he’ll happily offer to tutor you! Same with if you both fail a subject, it’s okay because Jamil can tutor both of you! I often describe overly clingy people like gum stuck at the bottom of your shoe but it’s different with Kalim because you want to get rid of the gum. With Kalim, you just can’t bring yourself to turn him down. Bringing us to my next point! 
Manipulative. By no means do I want to infantilize Kalim because he’s 17. He knows what he’s doing. Using his bubbly personality, how could you ever turn him down? He’s a great housewarden! Kind, reliable, jump head-on in front of danger to protect you, etc. You get the picture, which is why Kalim would use his reputation to get you to be with him. It starts off small, inviting you out to dinner, a study session, etc. His puppy dog eyes and his please make it so hard to turn him down you feel like you HAVE to say yes. At first, it’s small and something you can easily get out of when needed. “Sorry, I have a club!” or “Sorry, I promised Grim I would help him study with the gang.” At first yeah, but at some point, Kalim started to fight back. “It’s okay, [Reader]. Maybe next time you won’t be so busy!” and “You’re always busy, I’m sorry to bother you.” It doesn’t sound too harmful, right? It’s not, but he says it in front of people. Rumors spread and murmurs get to you, “Rejecting Kalim again?” and “Poor Kalim, he must have spent all day planning this…”. It’s not just your attention he craves, he craves your attention and praise. He’ll buy you expensive jewelry and trinkets. At first, you accept because a small gift for helping him study isn’t too spontaneous. Then the gifts keep coming and their value keeps multiplying. Rejecting them doesn’t work because then Kalim gets sad. “Oh, you wanted something better? Why didn’t you say so! I’ll find something double, no triple its value! Of course, you’d never want something so basic!” He says it in such a cheerful tone that to everyone it’s just playful Kalim but that doesn’t stop the stares and glares you get from the other dorm members. They call you an ungrateful bitch and how you’re using Kalim. They may even intervene and tell Kalim that you’re just using him, but he’ll defend you to the end. 
“Can you believe it, [Reader]? Someone said you were using me for my gifts but that’s not true!” Quite frankly, in this case, you’d be painted as the villain. He’s very overprotective and possessive of you. After all, you’re his lovely S/O! He loves to spoil you and spend time with you, even if you want to or not. He of course loves you and wants you to have friends so I don’t think he’d isolate you, but he does want them to know you belong to him. What better way than marriage?! Don’t be surprised when Kalim asks for your hand in marriage, of course, it’ll wait till after graduation but regardless! He may enlist the help of Jamil, who has no other choice but to help him. Despite being against it, he goes with it. Thinking you could confide in him, he convinces you to go along. You have no magic and no understanding of how this world works. What if you can’t find a way back home? If that's the case, why not stay with Kalim? Not only do you get his name but untold riches! Way better than your life back home, no? Not to mention, you’re powerless here. Kalim and his family name can grant you protection. I doubt Crowley would let you live here at the dorms past your life here at NRC. Being with Kalim is like a dream come true! You’d be wise to accept. Jamil always did look at things on the more logical side, a solution that benefits both parties. Kalim gets you and you get his protection. You can expect him to stand up for you when things get rough. If anyone chooses to pick on you, he’s right there to defend you. 
On a scale, he’s a 5/10. I don’t think he’d harm you physically or do anything against you, but he’s such a manipulator. His words are soft and lovely. You melt like butter when he tells you how much he loves you, how much you mean to him. It’s true, under his love you’ll be protected and his love is so sugary sweet. Just like sugar, too much is bad for you and overbearing, his love is suffocating. You’ll live a lavish life at the cost of your privacy and your attention. Keep your eyes on him, yeah? 
Jamil Viper 
Alright, let’s get into this man’s life. Jamil. Dear lord, his traits are overprotective, possessive, manipulative, and obsessive. How did I reach that conclusion? Well, let’s dive into Jamil’s life. Honestly, he never interested me as much until we got to book 4, I genuinely believed him for a second with the whole Kalim situation but then I realized, shit. He got me. Jamil is a character to whom I want to introduce a new scale, one that I thought of using for a while but I guess never got to use it. Revealing that at the end! 
Okay so, I want to start off with a trait and then get my point across smoothly. So, starting off strong, Jamil is possessive. His possessiveness stems from his fear of losing you to someone better than him, like Kalim. In book 4 we’re introduced to Kalim’s and Jamil’s relationship. One of a master and a servant, as much as Kalim doesn’t treat Jamil like that, it doesn’t change the fact that that's how it is. Jamil was born into a servant family and Kalim into their masters. He has had to be their food tester, has had to prepare the food to avoid someone poising it, shit he probably has taken a bullet for him at some point. If not now, maybe in the future but that’s the way it is. He’s there to serve, granted he can also live a life of his own, but it’s not really living if he has to hold back to let Kalim live more comfortably. Jamil wants to show his abilities, he wants time in the spotlight that he has to, unfortunately, give up to Kalim. This is why I see him as possessive, his S/O is HIS. Just his, a little indulgence if you will. His little secret. Kalim can have any and everything, just not you. If Kalim ever were to take an interest in you, god forbid, Jamil would be quick to guide Kalim away. 
“No, you don’t want them! Your family is very high up, they won’t settle for [Reader]. It’s better to pick someone better, trust me Kalim.” Maybe even slander you? “[Reader] can’t cook, besides they’re an outsider. Your parents would never approve of someone so useless and mysterious.” He’d even try to get him into an arranged marriage so that he can’t get to you. Yeah, he’s that possessive. Which ties in with his obsession. However, you manage to catch his eye, he’s hooked. He is constantly observing you, gathering what information he can on you, and seeing what you like and dislike. He’s not stalking you as you may think, but the information he gathers on you is scary. If anything, it’s to be a better partner. He knows what you enjoy so you can talk about your hobbies and interests, he knows what meals you like so expect him to make them often. He knows what makes you tick, and how to get under your skin but he also knows what you support and seek in someone. He knows things about you that you’ve never revealed and he claims you’ve said before and just forgot. 
Manipulative. He can and will gaslight you. Try his hardest to make you see his side of the story. He’s not above using his ability to make you listen to him. He rather uses it as a last resort, but if he needs to, it’s there. Unlike Kalim, he will isolate. You start losing friends. He’ll end up taking too much of the time that eventually you start turning down invitations and start spending time with him. You’re slowly losing your friends and actively choosing to seek out Jamil now. That’s what he wants, while yes he played a part in it he managed to shift all blame to you. Yeah, he asked you out at first but now YOU’RE the one seeking him out. Not him. All is according to plan. Aside from isolating you, he’ll do what he can to make you keep your attention on him. Look at him. Speak to him only. Love him and nobody else. Stay with him forever. You start seeking him out and that’s when he knows he’s won. He’s so overprotective, constantly looking after you. He has a tight schedule that you follow, it’s for your benefit he says. Eventually, your life starts to be dictated by him. I want to say that after a while, he trusts you around Kalim. You can assist him in his duties and you can lighten his load. You can help him study, you can run errands, can watch over him, etc. At some point, he’ll let the power dynamic get to him and have you do impossible tasks. His relationship with Kalim is the same as yours, except he's the master and you’re the servant. He does love you, but he sometimes lets it slip. He just enjoys the roles being reversed for a bit. 
What's the scale change I want to make? It’s rope, chain, and saw. The rope is soft, their control over you is minimal and it’s usually held with rope. A knot that isn’t too secure but can come undone. The chain is a little bit stricter, there is a key to remove but it’s usually only given after you’ve made them happy for a while. The saw is that these crazy ass mfs took your leg babes, they sawed that bitch off!! Their control is so strong they clipped your wings, and you’re not leaving. So why is this relevant, well. . .I see Jamil using that as a last resort. We jumped a couple of chapters so let me start at the beginning. If you like Vocaloid, there is this song called ‘purgatory and the canary girl’, and honestly, that's how I see your relationship with Jamil. I feel like you’re a doll, a bird in a cage for his viewing pleasure only. You’re not something that he has to give to Kalim or the Asims. You’re his. His to control, his to enjoy, his to exploit, his to love, etc. This is something he can have. He hates being second. He hates having to give up his well-deserved spotlight because his status says he can’t have it. He hates it, he loathes it but it’s okay. He’s willing to give it all up, as long as he can keep you. So like a caged bird, he’s not letting you see anyone. You’re not interacting with anyone aside from him and the people he lets near. If you escape him, yeah he’d probably be one of the few who are willing to look for permanent solutions to make you stay. So yes, he might cut your leg(s) off to ensure you don’t leave him. 
His scaling aside from the saw is a 9/10. Man is committed to doing anything as long as you gaze at him only. Would he take your eyes? Now I’m getting sidetracked but no because I see him as someone who still wants you to look at him. However, if the cage isn’t enough he’s willing to clip a few wings to get you to depend on and rely on him entirely. He’s dangerous because he’s not above certain limits, he’s fine with keeping you as you are. 
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