yan-twst - Tumblr blog

yan-twst · 3 years

Text

a/n: this is really just a lighthearted short n sweet little read honestly! and also ty anon <3

warnings: none

✦ trey clover

trey isn’t the most ‘trendy’ guy- he’s not out of touch per se, but his work as vice dorm leader and back at home keeps him a bit too busy to be catching up to idols or celebrities

which is why he’s pleasantly surprised his beloved just so happens to be someone like that. he may not be super well versed into idol culture, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t see the appeal

if they’re an idol, they must have adoring fans back home, huh? the idea doesn’t particularly appeal to him as a boyfriend, but that’s also a testament to how hard they work.

he’d love to hear them sing or watch them dance, if he could. as someone who’s singing is… comparable to scratching a fork on a plate, trey’s appreciation for his darling’s talents is amplified by the sense he knows how hard it is to get to that level

he’s adorable in how quickly he memorizes his darling’s songs. it’s not rare to see him humming to the tunes happily as he bakes (a bit out of tune, but it’s recognizable)

✦ ruggie bucchi

listen he can’t help it. he thinks idol or singer and his mind shoots straight to the fame which then takes him straight to the thought of money. ruggie isn’t materialistic, but he’s conditioned to always consider finances due to the way he’s lived his life

while his appreciation for them grows tenfold for having such an incredible job (he isn’t dellusional- he’s seen how hard those trying to succeed in music and idol industries have it here, and he can’t imagine how hard it is in a world without magic), it does stress him out just a little bit

after all, he’s just- he’s just a street cat, really. and they’re a famous idol back at home?? realistically he knows none of their fans back at their world could know he’s dating them, but the thought of people thinking he’s unworthy for them still stings a little

… but it’s also kind of a big ego boost. ruggie doesn’t have a lot to his name- and if his darling has worked along models and artists and still saw something in him… well, surely that’s gotta be real love, right?

being quite business savvy, ruggie is more than happy to help his darling if they want to find footing in twisted wonderland’s music industry. he might not be vil with connections or leona with money, but he’s been around the block more times than he can count, and he’s done favours and odd jobs for every kind of person imaginable

✦ jade leech

jade enjoys music quite a lot. hearing his darling is actually an idol back in their world makes him think back of the little band he, azul, and floyd had formed in middle school, for some reason. well, he’s sure his darling’s career was far more successful than the little underwater band, for sure

cunning but sweet, jade is eager to see his darling show him their performances. he really doesn’t mind that they don’t have elaborate stage outfits or the things they’d have back home; he’s happy to just see them, really

… and of course, he’s also quick to offer them a spot to perform in the lounge. oh, he knows it’ll be a hit without even having to get azul’s expert businessman opinion. an idol from another world; it’s a catchy name, and he knows his darling has the skills to live up to that name

it would seem selfish to others for jade to offer this to his darling, but it’s… surprisingly not, really. even though jade is quite cunning and tricky, he does want his darling to be happy in any way he can; and there’s nothing a performer loves more than to well, perform. there aren’t many opportunities for magicless individuals to shine in NRC, but performing in the monstro lounge is the closest he can get them to the concerts and shows they’d put on back at home

✦ jamil viper

an idol… it’s surprising to many to find out jamil is actually interested in them, and follows a particular trio of idols. perhaps that’s why he’s so flustered when his darling casually tells him they used to be a performer like that

jamil tries so, so hard to keep cool. he doesn’t want to immediately ask his darling about things like their concept, their songs, or fanchants- it’s… well, even he knows how out of character it’d seem from him, but he’s really over the moon

internally, he can’t help but be amazed. even though kalim says he’s ‘free’, in the end he’s still just the son of a servant family with little to his name other than what the family he serves gives him. and here he is, dating an idol. it’s almost something out of a storybook, isn’t it?

even if he tries to ‘keep it cool’, it’s quite clear to his lover that jamil is amazed by their profession. it’s hard to not tease him at least a little bit. it’s not like it’s rare for jamil to get flustered (even if he wishes it wasn’t as easy as it is to do so), but it’s still adorable nonetheless

he’s so, so eager to learn all about his darling’s previous profession. he learns the choreographies and songs to heart (and if there’s no choreographies, you can rest assured he’ll make one to go with the songs), but if anyone asked, he’d just say he’s dancing for the exercise. it’s not- it’s not like he’s stoked it’s his lover’s choreography!

✦ rook hunt

well, it’s not surprising that his lover’s beauty and talent were recognized widely back at home- after all, rook will be the first to wax poetic about how talented and beautiful they are without even being prompted to do so

he’s very, very curious. it’s not as if he’s unfamiliar with the workings of these industries; being vil’s right hand man, rook has a good understanding of how famous people’s lives are. but he’s still very much interested in his lover’s experience; he just wants to know they were treated well. he knows that at times, the industry can be… less than kind to its stars.

of course, he’s also so, so, so eager to see his darling perform. it’s quite lucky pomefiore has a dance studio for them; even if they aren’t much for choreographies, the acoustics there are perfect for singing or playing instruments. in his eyes, beauty is always present and shining, but even more so when he gets to see the one he loves doing what they’ve been training and practicing to do for such a long time

as with jade, rook is more than happy to help them get a footing into performing again here in twisted wonderland. he’s more than ready to assure them that vil (as strict and scary as he might seem) would always be willing to help if he saw how dedicated and talented they are- and if anyone is trying to get connections in the entertainment industry, vil is an absolutely stellar gateway

✦ lilia vanrouge

oho? did someone think lilia wouldn’t be aware of idols and modern performers? now, now, he’s not that old… well, maybe he is, but he’s far more updated than most!

he’s no stranger to idols and famous artists. hell, there’s some music from them he quite enjoys! an avid fan of more… alternative music, lilia is more than curious to hear his darling sing and watch how they’d perform

his darling better be ready for him to join in as they sing. well, join in with his own unique twist, anyways. even if they aren’t quite sure the songs they sing are fit for an, uh, screamo cover, it’s quite enough to see how much lilia enjoys singing with them

he doesn’t hold back any teasing. did they have a fanclub back at home? or perhaps a big fanbase? hmm, looks like he has a lot of competition to be their number one fan back in their world- but here in twisted wonderland, he’s absolutely their biggest fan, right? he adores flustering them like that, calling himself their biggest fan

there’s no shock when lilia asks the light music club to perform along with his darling. it’s almost a relief so big for crowley that the music club is actually playing music for once- and with the magicless student, no less- that the man almost cries.

even though a lot of his actions are eccentric, lilia seems to deeply respect his darling’s work- whenever he asks if he can play an instrument along as they sing, he’s always careful to play as he should, not adding any of the twists or surprises he might do if he’s just playing a normal song. it’s a special performance, after all!

362 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Text

attention hello yes this is important (not bad news just blog housekeeping)

hmmmmmmmng ok nobody freak out i’m moving this whole ordeal over to @lacrimariums ! that’s right starting fresh babeyyy multifandom blog

if you requested and i haven’t written your work yet DON’T PANIC you don’t have to re-request over at @lacrimariums- i will finish writing every request here! however, i’ll publish the requests over in my new blog. if you want to send in your request again to the new blog, that’s all fine and dandy, but it’s not necessary.

so in short no panic no trouble just changing stations here

#not tagging this mod talks coz if someone has that muted then this will never reach 'em

88 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Text

god i might merge this blog with @yan-genshin that would make me so much more efficient

14 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

seeing you write for yandere stuff in the 2nd person perspective for that anon... :flushed:

second person perspective works have a special little spot in all of our hearts, i think. i might write more in the future- might being the keyword, since i can’t say i’m well versed in writing those

#mod talks #yandere tw #Anonymous

19 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

Not a request!!! But I was thinking of your Jamil and broken reader headcannons and was wondering. If Jamil uses it constantly, do you think he could overblot???????? You don't have to answer this if you don't want to but I was just curious! Also I hope you have a good day/night!

i think if jamil was anyone else, overusing his unique magic like that would certainly be bad for him, but twst makes it clear that jamil is faaar more competent than he lets on and that he’s very well aware of how he needs to use his unique magic. since he was hypnotizing kalim before on a kiiinda regular basis, i think he’d be fine using it on his darling. after all, they’re just one person and he doesn’t need to keep them hypnotized 24/7... but if he did go overboard, say, if he refused to end his magic because he desperately doesn’t want to deal with the fact his darling hates his guts, i can deffinitely see a bleak scenario where he overblots due to a combination of stress, overusing his magic, and his desperation over his darling not being as he wants them to be

#yandere tw #mod talks #Anonymous

63 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

Hi mod!

hello there anon

#mod talks #Anonymous

11 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

I wouldn’t mind being with Yan!Rei, it seems like a pretty nice time. At least insofar that I wouldn’t be able to worry about much.

oho but you see this is how he gets you. at first it’s no big deal because oh, rei is just that playful dude who’s always off doing his own thing or flirting with some student just to see what they do. he’s already odd in his own right, what with all the asking people for attention just for funsies, so what if he’s a little clingy? a little protective? it’s not as if he’s dangerous, right? sure, he’s been stealing your belongings here and there- but as long as you don’t see the little shrine he made, you won’t think it’s that weird. and who doesn’t love a devoted boy? he’s pretty much next to you all day, it’s just so tragic your own friends are... put off by his constant presence. it could be worse, right? there could be far worse yanderes out there, surely! i mean, it’s not that shocking a pomefiore student would abuse their power to sneak a love potion in your drink, but surely it could be way worse (or so rei will tell you)

#mod talks #oc talk #yandere tw #Anonymous

41 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

Hi! I'm actually the anon who had those three French exams! I passed all three and got good grades! Now all I want to do is give Rei some hugs and kisses :3

congratulations anon! i’m sure that wasn’t an easy feat, but i’m glad to hear you pulled through!

#mod talks #Anonymous

13 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

Lmao I suffer the exact opposite problem XD. Like when writing relationships I forget that “oh wait they didn’t always have feelings for each other SHOOT-“

it’s a struggle as writers, really. sometimes writing for relationships can be harder than expected just because human interactions and relationships are never one-note, so easing from “strangers” to “friends” to “lovers” is never easy

#mod talks #idiotwhotalkstoomuch

16 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

But do you control the speed at which lobsters die?

76 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

are you ok with minors reading your work?

i cant control what minors do so all i can do is tag and add warnings and put nsfw under a read more. there is nothing i can really do to physically stop a minor from reading violent / morally wrong / nsfw works here but i can at least prevent those who don't want to see it from not having to see it

#mod talks #kids will be kids and no matter what WILL poke their nose into everything so

27 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

considering the topics you write for i am always amazed you somehow never seem to get any discourse at all

you see anon i log in i write my silly little fics and then leave. i simply do not do enough to get hate or discourse. do my fics show up in the tags? provably not. do i care? no not really. if you somehow find my content that means you were looking specifically for this kind of thing and so there simply never is any trouble around here

#mod talks

36 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

Idk if I made it in time for requests so I'll send it in anyway feel free to delete if too late but headcannons of Yandere Malleus, Kalim and Leona with a darling who loves them back but is scared of being tied to royalty?

a/n: just a quick heads up- kalim isn’t royalty (i used to think he was like, the son of the sultan when i got into twst) like in the sense his family isn’t connected to the crown, however he is the heir to an incredibly powerful and influential family! it still works for the effects of being incredibly stressed to being connected to such important family- think of it as old money rich families- but just thought i’d give a heads up bc i don’t refer to him as royalty in this one. also i’m working off the assumption that the relationship is already like, happening because i don’t want to make these way longer than needed

warnings: general yandere themes, implied violence

❥ leona kingscholar

it all comes off as... almost mockery, really. it leaves a sour taste on his mouth- he can see how his darling tenses at his presence whenever his title is mentioned, how they seem to stress whenever leona’s brother writes about how he should bring his lover to the palace to meet him

it’s not them trying to make leona feel unappreciated or feared, but that’s what they do. he’s spent too long being compared to his brother, being whispered about by servants- it wouldn’t be too far off to say that he almost feels betrayed by his significant other because of this, even if their reluctance isn’t necessarily aimed at him

he isn’t above using pressure to keep them right by his side. royalty might be annoying, but it’s also pressuring and crushing. he knows better than anyone that his darling can easily crumple under it all, and he uses it for his own advantage before they can slink away from him

their face shown to the entire afterglow savannah. being presented to farena and his wife. cheka’s constant cheering and asking “when they’re gonna marry uncle leona”. he has no trouble taking his darling back home by telling them how excited farena is to see them- surely they aren’t about to disappoint the king, are they? and once there, it’s all in his ballcourt.

court manners, keeping up appearance, smile for the citizens, wave as leona puts his arm around their shoulder, try not to go pale and fall when farena introduces them as leona’s partner- this isn’t a marriage announcement, but it might as well be. after all, is it even possible to split off now...? now that everyone seems to think leona’s found his genuine love, that it’s a sweet love story of the ill tempered second prince falling in love with a no-name commoner and tossing aside traditions of royalty marrying royalty to bring them to his kingdom... it’s such a sweet story for everyone, except perhaps for the poor soul that’s trapped in the relationship with no exits

and oh, if pressure isn’t enough, then pain and threats surely will be. leona seems to easily pick his own desires over his darling’s comfort; after all, he so easily chose to shackle them to the relationship just because he feared their insecurities would cause them to leave. now that they’re effectively trapped to him by everyone’s gazes being in them, he just has to keep them docile and obedient, keep them from causing a scene.

he’s careful enough not to bruise anywhere visible if he thinks punishment is needed; long gone are the days when he’d perhaps tolerate his darling not doing as he pleased, replaced by his seemingly unwavering intent to train them into absolute submission. it’s more so mortifying when he decides to drag their loved ones into the ordeal: perhaps they’re willing to withstand pain themselves, but would they want anything bad to happen to their beloved friends back at nrc, hm?

“are you being cold to me? you should know better by now.” he isn’t necessarily angry, per se, but annoyed- by now they do know it’s already bad to have him in that mood. there’s an added danger of being back at nrc now that break is over; there’s no longer guards stationed outside the room, no longer the danger of cheka bursting in- which means leona has little to no reason to not be as horrible as he wants, provided he makes sure they can’t scream too loud beforehand. the bruises on their arms still hurt from being gripped too tightly last time he considered they weren’t behaving as affectionately as they should, and the memory immediately makes them tense. without even asking why he’s accusing them of being cold now, they apologize- meek, docile, spineless- and the grin on his face grows. perhaps they’d been to scared at the thought of being connected to royalty before and failed to realize it wasn’t leona’s connection to royalty what made a relationship with him dangerous: how many red flags had they missed before? how many of those quirks and things they chalked off to leona being a bit too possessive or territorial had been warning signs to this eventual outcome? dwelling on the past did nothing to soothe the pains of the present, though. “hmph, i don’t think i’m buying that apology. if you really want to get off without a punishment, put me in a good mood first. you can do that much, can’t you, herbivore?”

❥ kalim al-asim

sweet, innocent and cheerful kalim would seem like the sort of person who wouldn’t understand anxieties over being connected to a powerful family. he gives off such a bubbly and happy impression that such things would simply slip his mind

oh, but they don’t. he himself has suffered at being tied to his family- he’s been through enough attempted assassinations and kidnappings and poisonings that he’s almost de-sensitized to it all. he’s sunny, yes, but it’s almost surprising how cheery he is considering all he’s been through

perhaps that’s why he’s almost... sympathetic to his darling when he finally understands their plight. it’s a relief, really- it’s not that they don’t love him! he’s fine, they’re fine- it’s just a little bit of anxieties!

he understands, really... it’s so scary to have people wanting to get rid of you. well, it’s different for him, because he’s lived this way all his life, but his darling hasn’t... it must be scary for them... kalim’s affection and his simple mind, combined with his love that runs a bit too deeply mix

good intentions or not, the result is nothing more than glorified imprisonment, really. it begins with him happily saying that he asked crowley for permission to get some guards from back home to come to nrc to make sure nobody tries to break into his darling’s dorm, to then kalim insisting they spend their nights in scarabia for added safety- it snowballs from there

don’t eat the cafeteria food if it hasn’t been poison tested! actually, don’t eat in the cafeteria at all, he’ll provide the food. they don’t have someone like jamil by their side, so try not to wander outside alone! in fact, always have him close if they go out, ok?

... and of course, it ends up with maybe don’t leave the dorm, since it could be dangerous, and by then? it’s too late. kalim interpreted their anxiety as fear of dangers, because he’s put in danger because of his position, and so he seems to tell himself that as long as he keeps them safe everything is fine

even if they don’t want to do as he says, he’s just... keeping them safe. it’s his duty, as a good boyfriend, right? even if it’s painful to hear them cry from their room as he locks the door, even after he has to keep a chain on their ankle to keep them from trying to pick the lock... kalim doesn’t enjoy their pain, doesn’t relish in the sadism most nrc students seem to inherently have. but he still thinks he’s doing what he must to keep them safe: after all, wasn’t it them who were scared before...?

“i got you this, it reminded me of you! please, won’t you try it on? i’m sure it’ll look amazing on you, and it matches with me... oh, if you don’t like the colour of the gems i could get you another one, too!” kalim opens the box to present a bracelet. it’s objectively a fine piece of art- surely it’s pure gold and carved jewels, a priceless piece that most could merely dream of even looking at through a glass display, and yet to kalim, there isn’t really a price too high for his lover. they’re his most beloved treasure; and he seems to protect them as such, too, if the chain connecting the cushined cuff on their ankle to the wall says anything. it’s covered in gold and long enough they can wander around the room, but a golden chain still remains a chain. it’s almost silly to think back on how this hell began, with them being anxious over being connected to such an affluent family as the asim family was- in fact, the threats of poisonings or kidnappings hadn’t even crossed their mind until kalim began to protect them from it. and now this was life- kalim seemed to willingly ignore every single time they tried to lash out, acting as if everything was fine, showering them with gifts as if new and expensive belongings could somehow soothe the loss of their freedoms. and maybe it was partly their fault too- after all, they let him put the bracelet on their wrist, let him cheer about how pretty they looked. it was so hard to lash out against him, despite him doing all of this- knowing that he genuinely had no bad intentions, that it was all born out of love and desire to protect, but they were still prisoners with no escape.

❥ malleus draconia

there’s nothing that malleus dreads more than being feared by his darling. that’s what sets them apart from others, what makes him so obsessed, to finally have found someone to show even an inkling of kindness to him, to show him a glimmer of warmth after a life of being feared, of being shunned

he... can’t understand. why are they scared of being tied into royalty? as he sees it, it’s a step up from their current life- power, riches, comfort, those are all things that people dream of, things men have gone to war over, things he can give them. malleus doesn’t seem to comprehend the pressure of it all to someone who’s simply never been involved with the crown- he’s never truly had friends outside of his parental figure or guards, always surrounded by those who work for the crown or are part of the court.

his frustration makes him turn to his instincts. he isn’t willing to lose his darling, not over something like this- even if in reality, he’d be unwilling to let go no matter the reason. what good is power and status if he can’t at least keep the one person he loves the most...? why would he not use said power to keep them by his side?

he seems to think that if he just pushes them headfirst into it, they’ll adjust. a sort of “rip the bandaid” method; they’re anxious over being tied to fae royalty, so why can’t he just show them it’s truly nothing to stress over? they don’t need to worry about ruling or about duties- their title as royalty in the future wouldn’t mean much. they’re malleus’ lover first and foremost, their only true duties would be to stay by his side as they’ve been doing

malleus makes his decision almost worryingly quickly. it’s perhaps because this obsessive attitude has been in him all along, simply brought up by the slight bump in the relationship. maybe his draconic instincts to hoard could be blamed, or maybe his lack of real relationships, or maybe he simply was never meant to love in the regular sense

it... really doesn’t help that most fae don’t think too highly of humans. when malleus drags a clearly terrified and unwilling little human back home and declares them to be his future spouse, the fae court really seems to think of them more as the prince’s pet rather than a lover, leave alone an unwilling victim. if anything, there’s more pressure added to them, the fact that in the castle there isn’t really any ally for them

he’s persistent. malleus doesn’t want to hurt his darling much, but his temper isn’t quite stable. test him too much and he’ll snap, electricity and magic humming in the air. the faster his darling learns that the best path for them is to just do as he says, to hold him and kiss him and try and hide how their body tenses and hands shake when he enters the room, the better it’ll be for them. it’s not like they’re going to be getting any other life soon- upon returning to nrc, malleus doesn’t see the need for them to attend classes. after all, their future is already decided as a docile spouse to a king, they aren’t going to be needing much of an education, as much as they simply have to learn to be a doting and gentle spouse to him.

“i don’t understand why you’re so stressed over this.” malleus sounds genuinely confused, arms crossed as he stares at his darling. the poor thing flinches at his voice, quickly composing themselves, as if trying to hide said moment of vulnerability from him- the last thing they want is for malleus to grow more upset because he once again is forced to realize his own lover is terrified of him. still, he steps closer, close enough to cup their cheek with one of his cold hands. it takes all of their willpower to not stiffen under his touch. they’re extra jumpy today, mainly because lilia dropped by to begin court etiquette lessons. the fae’s ways are much different from humans, but from what they hear, malleus doesn’t plan on having them discuss many affairs with the court to warrant more than some infrequent reminders by lilia on how to behave. still, that does little to calm their nerves, especially because they know the reason why despite the fact they’ll soon be royalty that they’ll still have little duties. malleus caresses their cheek, thumb moving to gently swipe over their lower lip (the urge to lunge and bite seems to still scream from a corner of their brain. the urge to rebel against this, to try and claw back at their old life- urges they ignore and suppress. it’s useless- it’s all useless now, and they know trying to stand for themselves is just asking for malleus to lose it again and hurt them beyond belief in his anger). he seems satisfied with their response; that is, with the lack of response, minimal flinching and tensing, things he’s slowly become keenly aware of, are good, and speaks again what weighs heavily on their mind. “you won’t have to deal with the court much. you’ll be my spouse- your title doesn’t mean anything to worry about. you’ll simply have to continue to love me as i love you; your only job is to stay by my side forever.”

#yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #kalim al asim #malleus draconia #yandere tw #violence tw

467 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Text

i need to start writing things in media res. i cant keep writing the slow process of starting a relationship and falling to obsession every time i write it makes things so long and bloated. i need to remember i can just... start writing when the relationship has already started...

#i fail at writing 101 yes #mod talks

20 notes · View notes

yan-twst · 3 years

Note

hey, hey! Thank you for opening the inbox! may i request a yan!jamil work (mini fic or scenario or whatever you find easier to write) with a disobedient!gn!reader? aaaa thank you so much. i've been stalking your blog for a while, and i have to say i like your yandere alphabet prompts! i think they are so in character!

a/n: aaah thank you sm anon! one of my biggest fears is that in the turning a character into yan i accidentally remove elements of their personality, so it’s very reassuring to hear that you find them to be in-character

warnings: general yandere content, like super vague mentions of disordered eating

pairing: jamil / gn!darling

word count: 1,425

patience

It was starting to wear on him, it really was. Jamil’s patience was near unmatched from years of having to trail behind Kalim and pretend to be inferior, of years spent as a servant following his master’s whims, and yet he found himself growing impatient at how utterly disobedient his darling was being. Perhaps his newfound freedom had made him grow this way, or maybe it was just the fact he finally found himself being the one in power, for once being the impatient lord instead of the lowly servant.

Either way, he couldn’t deny that while he was disappointed at how insistent his darling seemed to be to desperately try to show useless defiance, there was also something so utterly delicious about watching them try to defy him, knowing full well that there’s nothing they could truly do. Oh, don’t get him wrong, it did grate on his nerves, when they tried to physically harm him whenever he tried to hug or kiss them, whenever they tossed or refused to eat the meals he so carefully prepared, any of those ungrateful actions of rebellion were nothing short of annoying. But there was so much enjoyment out of getting to see them regret their actions- the sheer regret in their eyes when they realized he’d be shortening their chains for trying to attack him, or when he simply let them go hungry if they refused a meal was proof that they couldn’t go on like this for longer.

“Are you seriously trying to break the chains again?” Jamil’s voice sounded exasperated, but in an almost too casual sense. It was the same tone one would use when chastising a pet for stepping on a table, or the very exact tone he’d use to lecture Kalim when the albino asked him for help with his studies. And yet they flinched, instinctively trying to hide away the small nail file they’d been futilely trying to use against the thick metal chains binding their ankle. He leaned down and undid the makeshift gag he kept in their mouth while he was out- the last thing he needed was them screaming and making a ruckus, as he was sure they’d do. “Where did you even find that? Did you dig through my drawers?”

“... None of your business.” the way they shrunk back against the wall as he approached just served to make their shaky words appear more meek, combined with the hoarseness in their voice from being gagged all day. Jamil narrowed his eyes, and with a swift move, tightly took hold of one of their wrists, revealing the little nail file they’d just tried to hide. He sighed, shaking his head.

“You aren’t so stupid as to think this could seriously break you out, are you?” his grip on their wrist was strong, enough so to cause pain, and their pursed lips and eyes were enough proof they were doing their best to keep from making any pained noise. Right as they thought they’d hear a sickening ‘pop’ from the bones in their wrist, Jamil let go, the nail file dropping at the sudden release of their hand. There was no point in retrieving it now, they figured, as they instead opted to try and rub their wrist with their other hand, trying to relieve some of the pain. Jamil sighed again. “And what’s this about what you do not being any of my business? This is my room, did you forget? And moreover, anything you do is my business. Or have you forgotten who’s the one who feeds you and keeps you safe, too?”

“I’m not here because I want to- you’re fucking sick, what the hell is wrong with you-” before they could even raise their voice, Jamil had already grasped the front of their shirt and pulled them close, nearly making them fall on their face if he hadn’t been clutching the fabric so strongly. By instinct, they looked right into his eyes- they knew better than that by now, knew how dangerous it was to stare Jamil in the eyes- but thankfully, he didn’t use his unique magic.

“Don’t be so loud, this is a dorm.” he hissed, eyes narrowed. His whole mood seemed to have soured at their words; it wasn’t as if he didn’t know they didn’t want to be here, but wasn’t it entirely their fault they were suffering so much? If they simply agreed to be grateful; to accept the warm food, to accept the attention and affection, the safety Jamil offered... Perhaps they wouldn’t have to be chained down, not gagged while he went out, if only they didn’t insist on being so resistant and ungrateful. “Apologize.”

“I’m not apologizing, you freak-!”

“You can apologize out of your own will,” Jamil’s sharp voice and the tightening of his grip on their shirt almost made them bite their tongue as the words died down in their mouth, the vice dorm leader’s eyes giving off a certain sadistic glint that made his anger all the more terrifying. “... or I can hypnotize you and make you apologize exactly how I want you to. Don’t try to close your eyes now, or it’s just going to be worse on you. Your choice.”

They audibly swallowed, a cold sweat trickling down their back. As much as they’d have loved to spit in his face and refuse, the threat of his unique magic weighed heavily in their mind- there was, perhaps, nothing scarier than to be completely under his control. That was how they’d gotten into this mess. It wouldn’t be the first time he used his unique magic on them due to their behaviour, and every single time, it was terrifying. They had no memory of anything that happened while under that state, no knowledge of what he made them do- to think that he could so easily make them do anything he pleased and they wouldn’t even know was scary enough to make them nauseous.

“I’m...” the words felt like sandpaper in their throat. They weren’t sorry. Of course they weren’t- they were a fucking kidnapping victim, their captor forcing his affections and twisted fantasies of being worshipped and obeyed onto them. They wanted to fight on, to keep struggling, but deep down, they knew Jamil was winning. The way his stern commands were enough to make them flinch and almost obey out of instinct even without hypnosis numbing their mind was proof enough- the fact they were apologizing now was proof, too. “... I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what? Be specific.” Jamil smirked slightly, his eyes still digging right into theirs. Ready to activate his unique magic at any moment- a loaded gun’s barrel staring them right down, a threat as to what would happen if they didn’t put on a convincing enough performance. More disturbing was the way he wasn’t even trying to hide how much he was enjoying the situation, enjoying the way panic seemed to almost radiate off his darling, as he brought up his free hand to gently stroke their lower lip.

“... for rummaging through your drawers.” they said, idly wondering when they’d stopped feeling the urge to lunge forward and bite Jamil’s thumb when he did this. When had that primal, violent instinct morphed into just hoping he wouldn’t do worse? Still, as they tried to distract themselves by thinking of that, Jamil didn’t seem sated with their response. Of course the apology wasn’t enough as is. “And for... trying to run away.”

“A pitiful apology, but I’ll take it. I’m feeling rather generous today.” he said. Truly, he didn’t sound entirely happy, but at the same time, the smugness in his voice was clear enough of a clue that he’d enjoyed the fear in his darling’s eyes more than he should have. Wordlessly, he leaned forward- his lips pressed into theirs, one of his hands still holding onto their shirt to prevent them from moving. They didn’t kiss back, instead just screwing their eyes shut and tightening their fists hard enough to nearly draw blood from their palms. That was the most resistance they could offer, the only little act of rebellion they could take comfort in without incurring what would certainly be a punishment that would without a doubt be Jamil using his unique magic to make them do much worse things.

With their eyes shut, they couldn’t see the way Jamil smirked into the kiss- slowly but surely, they’d break. Perhaps he did have the patience to see it through, after all.

#yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #jamil viper #yandere tw #Anonymous

166 notes · View notes