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ceruleancattail · 5 months
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If reqs are still open could I get the basketball club boys with reader who likes to fall asleep/lay on their chest? Totally fine if not, thanks!
Ace, Jamil and Floyd with a s/o who likes to fall asleep on their chest
Ace x reader, Jamil x reader, Floyd x reader
Ace’s a stuttering mess.
A blush coating his cheeks, scarlet blooming on his skin. Vibrant flowers that spread to both his ears in turn. His mouth falls open, lips fumbling around desperately. Trying to form words, but the letters all fall off the tip of his tongue, emotions running free.
How could he even speak? There were no words in language to describe the pure bliss flowing through his veins. You, leaning against his chest. Hand clutching at his uniform loosely, mouth just ever so slightly open…
He’ll be stock still for a few moments, before a trembling hand reaches for your sleeping form. Gingerly wrapping his arm around you, a casual embrace. One he’ll explain off with a shrug and a laugh if anyone asked.
“They just took a nap right here. Crazy, right?”
Boyish bluster, typical of Ace. Yet no amount of his excuse could explain away the sappy smile playing on his lips whenever Ace looked at you.
If you wake up, the first thing you’ll see is Ace’s smirk, dripping with smugness. Arms tugging you back to his embrace, laughing all the way. He’ll ask if you had sweet dreams, jabbing your cheek playfully. Well, with the way you were drooling all over his chest, you had a great nap.
Isn’t Ace just the best pillow?
Feel free to come to him anytime, yeah?
Jamil sighs.
Honestly, couldn’t you find a better place to take a nap? He’ll chide you under his breath, words as soft as spring’s gentle breeze. Shaking his head, tutting his disapproval.
Of course, his arms are snaking around your torso, bringing you closer to him. For all his exasperation, Jamil just can’t find it in his heart to wake you. Not when you’re lying right in his chest, every breath coming out in little puffs. They waft against his skin, warmth lingering like feather light kisses.
Gently, he’ll lift you up. Placing you on his lap, head resting against his collarbone. Jamil’s hands rest on your back, palms flat against your skin. Moving in ceaseless circles, rubbing your back for the sake of having something to do.
He isn’t too used to staying idle for long.
Although he has to admit, a break like this isn’t too bad once in awhile. Especially if you’re here, all curled up against his. It isn’t too bad, feeling your warmth melt against his, heartbeats slowing until they beat in sync. Beat as one.
Even if you wake up, Jamil just might feign sleep. Head leaning into the crook of your shoulders, arms reluctant to let go of your torso. A faint pink tinging his cheeks, a soft little whisper slipping out of his lips.
A little longer, please, love.
Floyd has to stop himself from laughing.
You’re rather brave, aren’t you? Letting your guard down right in front of him like that. Dropping onto his chest, dozing away. Cheek pressing into his chest, soft like dough. Your eyelids squeezed shut, every breath wafting against Floyd’s skin. Like the gentle caress of the sea, lapping against the shore.
Aren’t you just the cutest little thing, shrimpy?
Floyd immediately wraps you in his arms, yanking you closer to him. Plopping you right on his lap, cradling you in his embrace. Maybe he’ll sneak in a squeeze or two, giving you a tight little hug. Anything to feel you closer to his body. To feel your warmth bleed into his skin. Almost the heat of a roaring fireplace, illuminating the depths of his heart.
He leans over you, engulfing you in his lanky frame. Wrapping around you protectively, a passionate embrace. He never takes his eyes off your sleeping form, finger poking at your nose teasingly. The way you scrunch it up is so fun to watch.
Floyd pokes and prods, chuckling at your unconscious reactions. Of course, he’ll never wake you. Not intentionally, anyways.
How could you blame him?
You look adorable in his arms.
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mister-mizu · 9 months
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Riddle visits Scarabia: Riddle vs chili (Riddle lost.)
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fell-fell · 25 days
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'Cause my love is mine, all mine
I love mine, mine, mine
Nothing in the world belongs to me
But my love mine, all mine
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Nothing in the world is mine for free
But my love mine, all mine, all mine
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etheries1015 · 9 months
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Twisted Wonderland MC beating the shit out of another student, and the others...soon join in.
Tw: assault (but MC is a badass)
Gender neutral!
Students involved: Jade, Floyd, Jamil, Ace, Deuce
It was an open gym, some were stretching, some were playing basket ball, while others played a variety of games. While time was coming to an end for this period, you were instructed to put away some lingering items that lay around the gym back into the storage room. While doing this, you organized the disorderly shelves to fit the other items. What you didn't notice, unfortunately, was another student sneaking behind you with trouble glinting in his eyes.
As soon as they heard you scream, "Don't fucking touch me!" Jamil, Ace, deuce, and the twins were sprinting, while others simply looked up in shock before gathering at the door at a much slower pace. There they saw you throw yourself onto the other student, punching him as hard as you can. Jamil had cried out asking you to calm down and defuse the situation, while the twins stood in surprise, giving each other a side eye watching the scene unfold of you (While cheering you on nonetheless.)
"Yeah! Kick him in the balls!" Floyd laughed uncontrollably, while Jade simple folded his arms. They knew you wouldn't resort to violence unless it called for it. You kindly took his advice, kicking the assailant where the sun doesn't shine.
"hey hey hey what happened-" Ace winced in empathy for the student, until you looked at them with crazed eyes and tears down your cheeks out of pure rage. "The shithead grabbed my ass and-"
No need to elaborate. Ace and Deuce were on it. They immediately ganged up on him and began beating the ever-living shit out of the student who was now groaning and sobbing. Jamil no longer cared about getting anyone to stop, throwing his hands up and backing away pretending he hadn't seen anything (He knew the others would do it for him.) and the twins loomed over the assailant with... what you can describe as 'intent to kill.'
let's just say, word spreads fast, and nobody dare try anything like that again.
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kokofromwattpad · 1 year
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BUBBLE BATH TIME!!
Featuring: The overblot gang
Plot: During alchemy, you partnered yourself up with your lover, already knowing how much better they are than you in this type of stuff. By accident, a random student walking by your table knocked over the cauldron, spilling all of it's contents onto your lover. Suddenly, a large cloud of grey smoke erupted around them. Just as quick as the smoke appeared, it disappeared. On the wooden floor was a child version of your lover, sitting their with doe like eyes staring at you. Quickly, Crewel ordered you to take them back to your dorm as clean off any excess chemicals.
Cw: child! Overvlot gang x reader, fluff,
A/N: This came to me while I was in the middle of MY own bath. (it sucked by the way)
RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS:
Riddle was busy occupying himself on the marble counter, sucking on his chubby little fingers like they were hard candy. You were squatting by the victorian styled bath while warm water flowed from the metal tap. Sighing as you stood up, you walked past little Riddle and opened the beige cupboard where you stored all of your towels and grabbed one at the top of the pile. You set the towel next to Riddle and went to trying to unbutton the child's clothing. You gently picked Riddle up as he grabbed onto your hair as a way to steady himself. You went down on one knee and started to slowly lower Riddle into the bathtub. Because Riddle had unintentionally let go of your hair, he started to panic. He started wiggling in your grasp, trying to get out so he could try and grab onto your hair again. You, however, being much stronger than him in this form, held him a bit farther away from you so that you could properly wash him. Slowly, you dragged the sponge that had already been squirted with body wash up and down Riddle's tiny frame. The red haired child held onto your arm for dear life, scared at what would happen if he would let go. After you rinsed all the excess soap of Riddle you pulled the stopper from the bath's drain and lifted Riddle out from the tub. Riddle whimpered at the cold air as you wrapped him up in the fluffiest towel you had. His chubby cheeks expanded when he brightly smiled at you.
LEONA KINGSCHOLAR:
Leona's tail shifted angrily in the air as you placed him on the bathroom ground. He started to angrily babble at your minor negligence as you filled the bathtub with warm water to give the small beastman a cleaning. Leona shifted onto his knees and started to crawl to your calf. He grabbed onto your pant leg and used it as leverage to hoist himself up on his chubby feet. Once the child gained his balance he started to babble madly, trying to regain your attention. Finally, after what Leona felt where years, you picked him up and placed him on the basin counter. You undressed the child from his clothes and neatly folded it on the side. You then went to pick Leona up walked over to the bath. Ever-so-slowly, you began to lower him into the filled bathtub. Now, Leona technically being a cat, he did not like this. He started flailing aggressively, trying to get out of your gentle grasp and escape, but you kept him in your hold and continued to lower him. Once his body entered the tub, he relaxed. He stopped squirming and just stared at his reflection as you cleaned all the gunk from his body and hair.
AZUL ASHENGROTTO:
Eight sticky tentacles spread out like a clock as Azul's big, round eyes stared curiously at you. The octo-mer sat in the overflowing sink, caused by your worry that he may dry up at any second. While you grabbed some towels from your room, Azul babbled loudly about who knows what. Entering the bathroom again, you set the towels on the closed toilet lid and stepped cautiously towards the child version of your boyfriend. You reach your arms out, going to grab him out of the sink, when suddenly, four of Azul's tentacles latch onto your arms. You try to pull the limbs off of you, but just makes Azul whine. Begrudgingly, you let the boy wrap all his tentacles on your arms. You streached your arms out as far away as you can from your face. Azul's eyes start to sparkle when he is placed into the bathtub full of water. He happily swims around the edge of the bath and does a few happy spins to show his appreciation towards you. Gently, you bring the damp cloth over to his human half and start to slowly wipe him down from the left over potion. The boy grabs onto his round stomach, indicating that he was getting hungry after the short time of his swimming session.
JAMIL VIPER:
Jamil had a calm and collected look, even as a child. Somehow, Kalim had caught word of what happened to his friend and had rushed over to make sure that he was okay. Kalim retells stories of his and Jamil's childhood while you prepare and extra set of clothes for the newly turned child. Kalim sighs and walks over to where Jamil was waiting for you and started to gently pinch and the boy's soft cheeks. He then squeals loudly, alerting you. You run over to the two Scarabia students, only to see Kalim squeezing Jamil's cheeks while the said boy looks at Kailm with the most pissed off look that he could give. You pull Kalim off Jamil, sit the vice-housewarden onto your hip and walk back to the bathroom, with the white haired boy tailing after you. The bathtub was filled with fluffy bubbles. Kalim rolled his sleeves up in preparation while you sat the young boy in the shallow water. When Kalim tried to bring a sponge to Jamil's body, the boy flung water right at the housewarden as a warning not to touch him. Kalim just started to laugh at the other boy's action and just ignored him as he guided the sponge all over Jamil's small body.
VIL SCHOENHEIT:
The younger Vil had started to whine while you were walking to Ramshakle as a sign for you to hurry the hell up since he was starting to smell. As soon as you entered the bathroom, Vil's whining had stopped immediately. You placed him on the counter top to prepare some towels for him. As you were doing that, Vil tried to get dressed by himself. However, because of his newly acquired chubby and inexperienced hands, in was quite a challenge to get his shirt off and he was starting to get pissed. Small, clear tears rose from the ends of his eyes and rolled gently down his chubby cheeks. When you finally got the best towels you had on hand, you noticed the soft sniffling coming from the little model. You rushed over to the boy, cooing praises of how difficult it must be because of his shrunken body. You wiped the tears away from his eyes and then gently unbuttoned his small white shirt. Vil was a very happy child after he got all the remnants of the catastrophe off his body.
IDIA SHROUD:
Idia was quite a sensitive child. He always looked like he was about to cry at any second and that just made your heart twist a little. You held him extremely close to your chest as ran all the way to Ramshackle, as to make sure that nobody saw your boyfriend-turned-child. You blew out a breath you didn't now you were holding in when you finally entered the safety of your dorm. Idia was clutching extremely tight onto your school shirt as he hid his face into your chest. While walking up the stairs, you wonder if Idia's hair would go out if it was put under water. You however found out that it, in fact, not go out. Idia looked like he was close to balling his eyes out every time you walked away from the tub to fetch something. But when Grim finally walked into the bathroom, the little boy smiled a bright toothy grin while reaching his arms out as if he was reaching for a trophy. When Grim finally left you and the baby alone, Idia started crying crocodile tears and wailing out, "Kitty! Kitty!"
MALLEUS DRACONIA:
While you and the now smaller version of your boyfriend were still in the classroom, someone had ran out to call Malleus's guards and Lilia. The former general was laughing hysterically at the situation you were thrown in, Silver was rocking the slime covered baby and Sebek was screaming loudly at you, saying how its your fault that his young master was turned into a baby and how his reputation is going to ruined because of you. Malleus was starting to tear up from Sebek's harsh words. Lilia noticed this and tried to console the little boy, but that just made Malleus whine loudly. When Sebek had finally finished his screaming session, he turned to Malleus and picked him up as to give him a proper scrubbing, when the prince turned his head angrily away from the half-fae. Sebek's face fell from it's prideful expression and silently moved away from the baby. When Malleus turned his head back in your direction, he pulled his arms in front of him and started making grabby hands towards you. You obliged and held the sticky baby in your arms as he giggled loudly at your action. And so, with the supervision of Lilia, you washed the prince all teh way from his horns to his chubby toes.
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cupids-chamber · 6 months
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VIL SCHOENHEIT driving you home, RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS cooking for you, and JAMIL VIPER doing your henna...
Content tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Iffy writing (Haven't wrote in awhile), Un-edited witting, Slightly self indulgent (In some parts), fluff.
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The sun shined brightly in your eyes, the pain stung but was numbed by the feeling of his cold hands around your own. His hands were calloused, a bit rough, a contrast to your own softer hands. The pattern of his breathing was quite comforting, the way his chest rose and fell back as his eyes were focused onto you, his voice soothed the aching thumbing in your head and chest, you felt hot all over as your thoughts kept spiraling around, all over the place.
The cold ink was a comforting contrast to the warmth of the sun and the ache in your ears, this position hurt but the complaints were all muffled in the comforting solace of his voice, the small words of praise as he went on with his work. Intricate patterns covered your hands, both sides were stained bright orange and dark red inks, the strong scent of henna almost made you feel dizzy, slightly dazed. Flower patterns and weird yet unique patterns were all over your arms.
You could see the way his hands shook, the way he focused so intently on you, the way he'd wrap his free hand around yours and fill up the awkward silence with some random story of his or some sort of babble about his work just to keep you entertained while he worked away. He's always been dedicated to his work, but even more so when it involves you.
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You looked at him, from over the counter. Watching as he struggled with the utensils, looking over the instructions that were written in the new cook book that you had recently gotten him. Frankly, you doubted he'd be interested that much, but the way he'd react, his expression of excitement as he shared his creation with you, just the way he’d be so giddy after he successfully made a new recipe was something that you were reminded of while book shopping. So, you couldn’t really stop yourself from buying the book, especially when you realized that it was a dessert book. 
He was focused intently on cooking, mixing away, you could see him shift through the kitchen in search of ingredients, the way he'd pace back from the pantry and back to the kitchen. You could see the ways his facial features would contort, as he whispered some muffled curses to himself while cooking. It was adorable really. 
At the end of the day, he wouldn't admit it, but he loved the way your eyes would light up when he made the recipe just to your liking. He is slightly embarrassed by it, but he would never address the fact that he made sure to slightly adjust the recipe and sweetness to your liking, every now and then. He’ll never tell you that he's willing to make subtle changes to see you smile or the way your smile makes all of it worth it. 
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The sky was cloudy, everything was a blur really tonight. Your mind was still a bit dazed, and in the back of your head you could hear a small voice telling you you'd regret the drinks that you had back in the bar. The traffic lights flashed, as he steered the wheel; the lights were much more vibrant at night, it hurt your eyes, so much so that you debated pulling down the sun visor.
The windows were rolled down, the same pop song repeating in the radio as you stared at him, dazed, eyes glazed over as you felt yourself grow tired. The wind blew through his hair, flowing in the wind. Your bangs would blow in your face due to the harsh wind, and you regretted rolling down your entire window but was too distracted to really do anything about it.
You could see him, looking at you, checking in on you every now and then, sometimes reminding you every now and then "fix your posture, or else the cops might pull us over", you'd hum in response, continuing staring at him. You probably didn't notice the way he'd turn around, ears slightly flushed red, and that lovesick grin on his face every time he noticed you staring at him.
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kamapon · 13 days
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The vicehousewarden deserves some rest, too
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random-twst-things · 1 year
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Mc/Y/N/Yuu and Jamil in the scarabia kitchen cooking:
*spider starts to crawl down the ceiling*
Mc/Y/N/Yuu:....there's a spider *points to it*
Jamil: *looks* SO WHAT DO YOU WANT ME DO EVEN DO!?
Mc/Y/N/Yuu: KILL IT, DUH
Jamil: WHY ME!? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SAW IT FIRST SO YOU KILL IT
Mc/Y/N/Yuu: YOU'RE THE MAN!!
Jamil, suddenly in a dress: since when...?
Mc/Y/N/Yuu, under their breath: damm, magical possessing pricks *grumble: jdjjanaknska*
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Author's note:
I swear I love him but it's not possible to NOT make fun of his fear of roaches and bugs even when he has magic 😭
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skyenish · 2 months
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Why doesn't he get it?
I’m really proud of this
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spadecentral · 7 months
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🍱 Pain for Food | Jamil Viper x Reader
>> requested: yes, by an anon >> a/n: none
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>> masterlist: 400 fllr special , scarabia >> summary: you and jamil make poor decisions >> reader prns: they/them >> warning(s): none
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“Oh!” you had an epiphany. It was ethereal. “Maybe you can hold me on your shoulders so I can get to the top shelf!”
“Why would I do this for you?" Jamil’s voice was flat. “You’re going to get hurt. Badly.”
"Because you love me!" you raised your arms to indicate for him to turn around. “And that stuff up there is really good!”
"Not enough-” he sighed as he watched you pout. “...Fine."
“Yes!” you smiled as he turned around.
“Be careful, though.” he said as he crouched down so you could hop onto his shoulders.
“Yeah yeah,” you brushed off his concern.
“I’m being serious, love.” his voice was stern, even though he knew you wouldn’t listen.
“Whatever you say~”
Getting on his shoulders, he grabbed onto your legs and started to stand up. You curled your torso in case of getting hit in the head, and when you didn’t, you straightened up fully.
“Ow!” you yelped, letting go of your thighs to raise your hand to your head.
“Is everything okay?” Jamil’s voice was laced with worry.
“Yeah! Just… hit my head on the ceiling…” you could tell Jamil was trying to keep a laugh in. “Hey, don’t laugh!”
“Of course, of course,” he said. “Are you alright?”
“Yep, I’m fine.” you brushed it off, trying to ignore the stinging pain that was starting to form on the top of your head. “Now, it’s time to sift through the cabinets.”
As you sifted through the things in the cabinet, the thing tha you were looking for caught your eye. “Aha!! I found it!” 
“Good, now take your hands out of the cabinet and I’ll let you down.”
You grabbed the packaging and exited the cabinet, allowing Jamil to let you down. As you descended, your boyfriend’s grip on your thighs was tighter than before, probably trying to keep you stable.
“Alright, you can get off now,” he said as he released you.
“Cool! Thanks Jami!” you smiled at him as you put the package down. 
“Come here,” he said, pulling on your arm. “Let me look at your head.”
“I promise it’s fine!” you said, trying to wave it off as nothing.
“Mhm,” is all he said. Inspecting the top of your head, he kissed it before letting you go. “There, now it’s good.”
“...Oh.” is all you said, you face pinker than a raspberry.
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>> jamil taglist: @tulipluvlettr | @strawberry-hyacinth | @oseathepebble | @wisteriainslumber | @villaim | @pastelmages | @xphantasmagoriax | @atlasnessie | @divinesapph | @ze-maki-nin | @silly-ez | @l1vyatan | @savanaclaw1996 | @rayisalive | @kyraxiyn
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thewondelandifulcafe · 8 months
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KEEP IT AWAY ~ Jamil Viper
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*Y/N hears a girl’s high pitched scream and runs to the science lab*
Y/N: ARE YOU OK
Jamil: KEEP IT AWAY KEEP IT AWAY *high pitched screams*
Y/N: Jamil that was you I thought you were a girl
Jamil: THATS NOT IMPORTANT KILL IT
*points at a tiny bug*
Y/N: Jamil really
Jamil: KILL IT
Y/N: Jamil you can kill it
Jamil: NO WAY
*Y/N steps on the bug*
*Jamil comes down from the table*
Y/N: Can we talk about that scream
Jamil: No
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ceruleancattail · 10 months
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hello! I absolutely loved the reader who shies away at selfies, can you please make a part 2 with Jamil, Idia, Leona (and maybe platonic Ortho?) thank you!
Jamil, Idia and Leona with a s/o who is insecure about their appearance
Theres nothing much that escapes the eye of a viper.
Jamil’s used to observing people, noting down their every move. It’s crucial for his duties. You never know who’s going to harm Kalim at any given time. Naturally, you’re on his radar as well.
For a much different reason, of course.
Kalim’s a ray of sunshine. He’ll say whatever that’s on his mind. Praising or criticising with a bright smile on his face. Sometimes, he does compliment you.
You don’t take it well. Always laughing it off, before discreetly switching the subject. It’s a practised art for you, isn’t it? Smoothly leaping into another topic, avoiding all conversation about your looks.
It’s rather tragic, that you don’t see what he sees. Don’t get him wrong. You aren’t a dazzling diamond, shining for all to see. You’re a little gem, peeking out of the rocks. A gem in the rough. Twinkling like the north star, guiding him home, back into your arms.
Jamil tends to hold your hand. Fingers intertwining with yours, palm pressed against you. Whenever you start to joke about your appearance, he’s giving you a gentle squeeze. Bringing your hand towards his mouth, Jamil administers small little kisses onto your knuckles. Fleeting little things, kisses like the touch of butterflies, landing on your skin. Staring into your eyes, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.
Can’t really deny anything when you’re all flustered, can you?
Jamil does think you’re beautiful, and he’ll be damned if you say otherwise.
Idia doesn’t really like sticking his nose into other people’s business. That’s like provoking a bad-end route right there. Ain’t no way he’s going through that.
However, you’re a different story. He’s seen how you curl into yourself whenever you walk through a crowd. The way you desperately try not to look at your reflection, eyes shrouded in shadow. Idia’s the king of self deprecating jokes, but even he can’t seem to top yours.
You seem to make hating yourself a life goal, with the way you diss every single little thing about your body.
Unfortunately, Idia doesn’t agree. He’ll spend hours on the phone, whispering sweet compliments into the speaker. Telling you what he liked about your outfit today, how beautiful you looked when you turned and smiled at him… sappy things like that.
Idia gets all flustered, and his voice tends to peak at times. Hey, can’t help that he’s nervous, talking to someone as wonderful as you. An SSR, through and through. He’ll whale on the gacha just to catch a glimpse of you.
So please… don’t sell yourself short.
You’ll break his heart.
Leona’s used to people parading about him. The pride of beast men, flexing their claws. It’s a strength dominated world out there. No one wants to appear weak.
You don’t seem to take the hint, do you? Shoulders hunched, always trying to make yourself smaller then you seem. Squirming away whenever a photo is taken, shrugging off compliments like they’re the plague.
You’re quite literally the definition of a small, weak, herbivore. Trembling like a leaf in a storm. Careful, anyone could just take advantage of that. You’re lucky that Leona’s nice.
Yet his patience runs thin. Everything that the sun touches is his. With every self deprecating joke you make, you’re insulting his property. Leona pins you down, pressing his lips deep into his skin. Kissing every part of you that you deem unlovable. Lips burning hot, searing into your body.
Can’t stand to look at yourself? It’s fine.
Leona will just have to make you look.
Bonus: Platonic Ortho
He’ll tag along with you. After all, his brother hardly gets out of his room. Ortho gets bored sometimes.
The best way to acquire data would be through experiences, would it not? He does believe that hanging out with a normal person will do wonders for his database. Although you do tend to shy away whenever he tries to take a photo. That’s no good! He needs pictorial references to draw back onto.
You… don’t like the way you look?
Ortho thinks you look just fine.
He’ll insist on a photo. Ortho’s stubborn that way. Even if you refuse on the account of your looks, he’ll fix you with a blank stare, and say that your voice was not registered.
After this, Ortho goes out of his way to find you in a crowd. He’ll give you a genuine compliment every day. He likes your hair! He likes your skin! He likes your nails!
Positive affirmation is the best way to go for these things, no?
As blunt as his compliments are, you can’t really deny Ortho. Not when his eyes sparkle with joy whenever he’s praising you. He’s merely stating what he observes, after all.
You’re a fascinating human!
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mister-mizu · 9 months
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Jamil Viper my Beloved
Commission for @lovehelm ♡ ♡
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leilakaro · 4 months
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Vil Schoenheit X confident!Reader
Falling in love
Yuu!Reader, fem!Reader, romance, fluff, ooc (?)
English is not my first language!
It's not really an os but also not really hcs idk what this is tbh, it was fun tho.
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~👑 Vil was instantly infatuated with you, from the very beginning when you walked into the chamber of mirrors with the headmage. You were from a completely different world, surrounded by foreign boys, yet you walked and spoke with such a confident and grace that he just couldn't help but feel attracted to you. It was like your voice alone demanded everyone's attention and respect.
~👑 Vil started to observe you, and he needed to admit that you were quite beautiful, mabye not quite on his level but close. Anyone who looked at you would know that you took good care of yourself. There was never a wrinkle spotted on your outfit, your shiny hair was extremely well kept and your skin was practically glowing. Of course you weren't without "flaws", your skin wasn't completely pimple free, you didn't even fit in the beauty standards but alone the way you carried yourself, took care of yourself even the way you talked, your self-love and your elegance just made you so attractive.
~👑 Everyday you would pass him in the hallways, yet you didn't spare him even one single glance. Did his beauty not attract your attention like yours did with him?
~👑Vil started taking even better care of himself, even more beautiful make up and accessories. Because while he was infatuated with you he just couldn't help but feel the need to compete with you, after all he needed to be the fairest of them all.
~👑 He started getting to know you personally when you befriended Epel. However Epels constant complaining about Vil didn't really make you have an very good impression on him. But you weren't someone that liked to judge others so you started to sit with Pomefiore trio for lunch, making your own opinion up about him.
~👑 In the beginning you really didn't like him. Sure he was gorgeous, but why did he spend so much time criticizing others? Why would he make others feel bad about themselves and try to force his beauty standards and routines onto them?
~👑 Vil naturally started to notice your dislike with him. It wasn't even dislike he just felt like you didn't want to be around him at all. To Vil that was like a slap in his face, was he not beautiful enough? Why would someone nearly as beautiful as he is not want to be around him, you even had the same interest as he had so why?
~👑 As you spend more time around Vil (for the sake of epel not having to suffer alone), you started to figure him out. Vil didn't mean to nag people constantly, he was just trying to help. However, his methods didn't sit right with you.
~👑One day Vil told you, when the two of you were coincidentally alone together, that you were nearly as beautiful as he is. While to him it was a compliment, it left you flabbergasted. Nearly as beautiful as him, did he really feel the need to compare? So you told him exactly what you thought, you explained to him that to you beauty is beyond comparison and so much more then just shallow looks.
~👑 That was the start of your friendship with him because while he never heard an opinion quite like yours, and it was completely new to him, he was everything but childish and instead listened to you talk.
~👑 Over the time you didn't only tell him about your opinion of beauty, you also showed him a whole new meaning of the word beautiful.
~👑 Vil started feeling safe around you, you started to become his safe haven. Around you he didn't feel the need to always wear make up and the most beautiful clothing, to look his absolute best. Around you he felt like even without that, that he was looking his best. You made him feel beautiful, and the need to be the best and compare himself wasn't suffocating him anymore.
~👑 Vil started to tone down his nagging on others, he didn't stop though after all he was still Vil Schoenheit.
~👑 You started to hang out with Vil almost every day, from self care days to movie nights and private fashion shows, just the two of you.
~👑 His infatuation and attraction to you slowly changed to a deep sense of connection and love. He never felt so at ease around a person.
~👑 Now Vil could confidently say that he was in love with you. He wanted to take care of you and show you off the the whole world, as his girl.
~👑 And right now he couldn't wait for you to finally open the door and see him with a beautiful bouquet of your favourite flowers, ready to ask you out on your very first date with him.
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A little reminder for all the people struggling to find themselves beautiful: You are beautiful. It doesn't matter how little you fit into this crazy beauty standard society has created because what even means the word beautiful? It is so subjective, it's crazy. Please don't beat yourself up about things you can't change about your appearance, it's an unique aspect of yourself, and this unique aspect is what makes you so beautiful. Embrace yourself and love yourself. You're all you have and it's either learn to love yourself and your appearance or hate it for the rest of your life, and I'm sure you don't want that.
A little reminder for the people who tend to compare themselves and get jelaous: Every beautiful thing and aspect you recognise in someone or something you can only recognise because it's already in you. Beauty is beyond comparison. The stars and the moon are beautiful but so is the ocean yet we don't compare their beauty, because it is not even comparable. Both the stars and the ocean are beautiful in their own unique ways and it's the same with us humans. Another's beauty doesn't take away from yours.
A little reminder for the people who tend to overlook the beauty of the mundane aspects of life: I ask you to try and slows down, and look for the beauty in our everyday mundane lifes. We as humans get the most happiness out of these moments, the moments that are filled with love. Recognise the beauty of the laughs from your loved ones, the beauty of sitting with yourself and dancing in the kitchen while you cook and blast your favourite music. There is beauty in everything, just like there is beauty in you. You are a beautiful human being.
Idk Yall personally I think there is smth so beautiful of just being. I hope you all recognize it too🩷🩷
And honestly these are reminders to not be like Vil LMAO
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axica-cattleya · 1 year
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Fem Kalim and Fem Jamil
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natewriteslol · 9 months
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Scarabia getting Jealous
Warnings: gender neutral reader
Kalim:
-It’s incredibly difficult to get Kalim jealous, I mean he’s not stupid but he is quite oblivious to a majority of things.
-So when you’re partying in Scarabia, seperating to get a drink whilst everyone is dancing something caught his ruby eyes. A man had come and caressed your shoulder, his posture and face looking sleezy.
-Maybe it was just a friend! But you didn’t look like you knew him...
-So that caused him to just go up and take you away from the entire situation since you looked uncomfortable. But the man did not want to leave you alone and was persistent
- “What do you think we’re doing we were having a conversation, you brat?”
- “Do you, know who I am? You must be confused but I am dorm leader, Kalim Al-Asim, apart of the Al-Asim family and host of this party. If you could just please step back from my wonderful partner that would be great!” Kalim explained, but his tone didn’t sound like he was sharing a fun fact
-It sounded like a threat.
- “C’mon Y/N I’ve gotta show you something!” Kalim giggled, steering you outside, toward one of the balconies of the Scarabia dorm and as soon as you stepped on Kalim let out a whistle, taking you away from the sandy terrain on a magic carpet.
- “I’m sorry for being so abrupt I just...I got a little mad watching that guy be all touchy with you” the white-haired boy said looking off into the distance.
-You giggled at his slight pout before questioning, “Kalim, are you jealous?”
- He sighed before he looked at you, “...A little- don’t be mad at me!” he begged, waving his hands.
-You laughed at him, picking him up by his shoulders, “Kalim there’s nothing for me to be mad about, and nothing for you to worry about,” before planting a soft kiss on his nose.
-One thing about you is that you always knew how to make people feel better :)
Jamil:
-He’s always been used to having things taken away from him, so Jamil was definitely afraid of losing you to something or someone.
-You both may have not been exactly dating just yet, but you were far too close to just be labeled as friends. Jamil attempted to neglect his feelings, yet he couldn’t help but get hot blooded over the display in front of him.
Some beastman from Savanaclaw stood, blocking your way from walking as he talked about the patches littered across his letterman jacket. Jamil knew he was a star athlete for basketball in Night Raven, but he couldn’t stand the look on his face.
-He knew you were looking for a way out, so when he wizzed pass, turning around to get another view of the situation for a split moment and you saw his long hair you bolted, yelling his name
- “Like I said before, I’m running late now move” you said to the guy as you sped up, ““Jamil, wait up!”
- As you caught your breath he looked at you with a solemn expression, “So who was that? Do you know him?”
- “Not really, he just stopped me when I was on my way out, why do you ask?” He couldn’t get mad at you, besides he couldn’t say anything exactly, so what could he say?
- “Don’t hang around him, he’s bad news and has terrible hygiene, Y/N,” he said, trying to make an excuse so that you won’t spend time with him. But with the light blush that decorated his cheeks and a slight fidget which made him touch your hand, you could tell something was up.
- “Jamil…are you jealous-?”
- “Absolutely not, don’t bring those accusations to my character, Y/N” he said, upset and waving his hand around but you still laughed at Jamil’s actions. But he knew something for sure, he had to make you his soon. 
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