#jamil twisted wonderland

[catacropolis]

Presenting!!

Scarabia dorm!

I really wanted to play with dynamic poses with this one

[mister-mizu]

Riddle visits Scarabia: Riddle vs chili (Riddle lost.)

extra:

[sweetlywriting]

(if you're comfortable with this) Can you do All Dorm Leaders + Jamil reacting to their crush (MC doesn't know theyre the object of their affection) calling them babygirl

Calling them babygirl + Dorm wardens

A/N-I definitely am comfortable with this, I laughed for a solid ten minutes and it’s been a while since I’ve had so much fun writing a req lmaooo ily

Malleus Draconia-

Doesn’t understand. He’s not a female infant, so he’s not sure why you’re referring to him as so

Eventually he accepts it as some human term of endearment and now calls you babygirl in return. Oh how this backfired.

Gives Sebek a heart attack when he casually refers to you as babygirl

Gives everyone a heart attack seeing the most feared student in Nightraven call you babygirl tbh

Lilia thinks it’s cute and approves of your ‘ young love ‘. Everyone else is too terrified to ask

Azul Ashengrotto-

Would love to be mad about the fact that you called him babygirl but honestly he’s too busy trying to find out why he liked it so much

He flusters immediately whenever you say that, he knows it’s a joke but being called an pet name by you? He could faint. Matter of fact he will so don’t overuse your power

He’s liked you for a long time, and while he’s a firm and uncompromising businessman most of the time, he’s slimey goo in yours, always ready to keep up with your silly whims

Vil Shoenheit-

Vil has gotten a lot of compliments and comments on his magicgram so while you aren’t the first person to call Vil babygirl you certainly his favorite

He can’t help but be bemused with your odd choice of endearment. And no you may not call him babygirl in front of anyone else.

Kalim Al Asim-

Think’s it’s some sort of cute nickname. Jamil is horrified, and immediately informs Kalim of the true nature of the name.

Kalim laughs it off and promptly adds it to his vocabulary

He gets detention for calling a teacher babygirl

You go with him because you feel bad

Jamil Viper-

He is astonished

What did you just call him? Scolds you immediately, but you don’t miss the tinge of light red on the edge of his ears and nose

So now that you know he hates the name you just have to tease him with constantly

It’s his contact name, what you call him in the halls, you even schemed with Ace and Deuce to try and change his magicgram username

If it was anyone else he’d hate it. But it’s you so it’s ok. Another very much bbg man.

Riddle Rosehearts-

w h a t

He has that cherry red face he has whenever he gets mad but his expression is absolutely stricken

Riddle is baffled

He just kinda stands there a while with his mouth opening and closing like a fish, unsure what to think

On one hand what did you just call him? On the other hand he’s liked you for a while and . . . Uh maybe this is your weird way of saying you like him?

Idia Shroud-

Like riddle, but ten times worse

You may as well given him an asthma attack cause this guy is choking on the floor

No seriously the first time you call him this he cannot process it. You and Ortho have to walk carry him to class

And he’s all blushy and flushy, professor Trein has to ask him to face the board multiple times

Kinda likes it?? He is very bbg.

[dibbledoodle]

THE LESBIANS ARE FIGHTING 🤭✨

lol lil more info: kinza family works for protecting Kalims family wealth and protection of secrets. kinza is the first daughter in 1000 of years of sons out of concerns of her safety her father made her a son kept her gender a secret. So kinza was set to ncr since they wanna check up on the boys just kinza to experience something different. But she is smarter then she seen Jamil was off and Jamil knowing she can’t shake her head can use one secret he knows about her.👀

[merotwst]

babygirl day

[demon-lover-669]

Y/n: you know he’s kinda hot…. *looking at any of the overblot boys*

One of the first years: they are evil…

Y/n: if evil why sexy? If bad why so sweet? If villain why so lovely?

[ameleii]

entomophobia, that's the word! || jamil viper

ask by @viperwhispered: For the 400 followers event: character: Jamil, preferably romantic; event: Beanfest; emojis: 🎯 😎 and because I can't resist bullying him a little 🐛Good luck with all the requests and congrats again on all the followers!

a/n: thanks for requesting, @viperwhispered!! the reader is in the farmer's team for this fic, and this is also a reupload from my old account!

word count: 338 words

"hurry up, [name]," jamil grumbles, glancing behind in a manner similar to orpheus as he rolled his eyes at your inability to keep up with him. "the sooner i get you out there, the sooner i can go back." you don't bother commenting that if you were truly euridice, he would have swept you off your feet and carried you gently back to... wherever he was leading you, honestly.

"'m tired," you whine to the back of his stupid, stupid, beautifully assholish head with hair that swayed like the horrible sexy slut he is- no we must remain PG 13, we cannot afford to get cancelled because what is he is a mind reader- "and 'm kinda hungry."

jamil sighs like you were no longer eurydice, instead to demoted to kalim number two, and you grimace as he turns to face you, face hidden menacingly under the shade of a tree. "[name], you've got to be kidding me."

"i am not."

"why are you like this?"

"i didn't eat anything??? because this stupid event starts at 5 in the fucking morning??? and i roomie with a cat named grim??"

jamil pauses for a minute, and you try to not widen your eyes as a comically large spider slowly descends from the tree. "true," he starts, waving his hand around, and the spider settles on his shoulder peacefully, somehow avoiding his bare skin to instead do a simple jig on his hoodie. "i'll get you something at sam's store, and then take you back. how does that sound?"

"lovely," you smile fakely, and try not to flinch as jamil's eyes narrow. "let's go, shall we?"

"not until you tell me what's going on with you. why are you smiling like that?"

"i'll tell you if you promise not to use your magic at all."

"no."

"please?"

"fine."

"there's a big spider on your shoul- JAMIL NO WHY QUIT IT!" you yelled as he shrieked, and you couldn't help but think, that's why the phrase 'scream like a girl' exists.

note that this is a reupload to clear my old account!

[alexxiskei]

[cvhenia]

pov trying to do this trend with ur comfort characters but they’d both definitely want to kill someone

[overworkedblorbobattle]

Overworked Blorbo Battle Round 1 Poll: 30

[mister-mizu]

Jamil Viper my Beloved

Commission for @lovehelm ♡ ♡

Want a commission?

[rayisalive]

Vil won he deserves it

Anyways round 1 again

Im sorry but fsr i feel like mal mal will win

[dibbledoodle]

HAPPY LATE LOBE DAY 💖💖

now have art of my oc x cannon shippos ☺️

Also lil deuce 💕

[crow-stars]

❝TASTES LIKE CHERRIES❞

❦summary; certain tastes are just too addicting.

♪the characters in this story; jamil viper, gn!reader

✎word count; 1,298

❀what do the ghosts say?; romantic, lots of kissing, perhaps a bit suggestive?? i mean the kiss gets steamy, established relationship

☛the author's notes; jamil likes flavored lip gloss real i swear

☪look at the catalogue?

Jamil’s eyes wandered around the classroom boredly, huffing out a quiet sigh when he looked at the clock. There’s a good thirty minutes left of class and the second hand ticks by so, so slowly. 

He can’t help but look over to you, you who’s quietly talking with the classmate next to you, a light smile spread across your red tinged lips.

Jamil sits up a bit upon the realization that your lips are tinted red, shining just a hint in the light. For a bit, he’s a bit confused, wondering about why such a color is on your skin. His eyes then found the small tube that laid on your desk, the same shade of red as your lips.

Lip gloss, he believes, maybe tinted chapstick. It’s not too much later that your eyes meet Jamil’s, who’s apparently been staring at you for quite some time. You smile at him, giving him a small wave from across the classroom. He returns it, corners of his lips twitching, up just a bit. 

After this, the period passes by much quicker, with stolen glances being shared between the two of you. And, when the bell rings, Jamil’s eyes follow you as you leave and with him following Kalim out to go with him to his next class. 

When he sees you again, it’s after school at the basketball club, you sitting at the bleachers doing homework as Jamil works with his club. And, once more, he sees that small red tube sitting beside you, lips tinted red once more. 

“Oi, Jamil!” Ace’s voice draws Jamil from his thoughts and he whips his head around, the accessories in his hair jingling just the slightest at his movement. The freshman tosses Jamil a basketball, that annoying smirk of his curled onto the redhead’s lips. 

“Stop oogling them and get over here!”

Jamil rolled his eyes and tossed the ball back to Ace, purposely trying to aim for his head, and continuing the usual routine. Just as in class, he sends a few glances your way, all of which were met by you time and time again. 

When practice finishes and the gym starts to clear out, you approach him and a light smile curls onto his lips. The first thing that’s done between you two is a hug, followed by pecks on the cheek. You look at Jamil with a smile, giving him an additional kiss on the cheek. 

“Hey Jamil! How was practice?” 

A heaved sigh leaves him, beginning to walk out of the gym with you by his side. Jamil begins to recount all that happened during practice in a steady tone, as if you hadn’t been there to witness. But he does it anyway, because he knows you’ll listen to his side of the story without any harsh judging. 

A good few minutes away from the gym, where not many students are lingering, Jamil’s hand brushes against yours, the touch electrifying and pleasing. You inch your hand closer to Jamil’s, pinkies curling around the other’s before fully holding each other’s hands. 

There’s a light squeeze given to your hand from Jamil as he continues to recount his day without looking at you. 

“By the way..” 

Jamil stops his walk and, with his hand attached to yours, stops your movements too. 

Instead of finishing his thought, Jamil cups your cheek, tugging you a bit closer with the hand he still holds. He leans towards you, charcoal eyes scanning you carefully. Jamil’s quiet, more so than he usually is. 

Without much warning or cause, Jamil presses his lips against yours, swift in action and causing a sound of surprise to leave you. It’s a quick adjustment, though, and you’re already pressing your lips back against him, his lips so soft and easy to mold yours against. Through your reciprocation does Jamil pull you so much closer against him away from the main path, the hand that held yours around your waist, his palm pressing against the small of your back. Both of your eyes slip closed, leaning more into one another. 

How the Scarabia vice housewarden was so good at kissing, you have no idea, but you surely have few complaints. The kiss is truly dizzying, addictive and breathtaking that when Jamil pulls away just a little for a breath, you almost chase his lips. The time spent taking in much needed air is short-lived as Jamil is quick to resume your embrace, these affections between you two. You don’t pay much thought to the fact that Jamil is kissing you so openly in public compared to the ones shared in the solace of his room. 

“Ah-!”

You don’t expect it when you feel a tongue, especially Jamil’s, on your lips, slow and gentle, running across your lips gradually, from one end to another. Your lips part in a pant and you're brought into a more unorganized kiss that's a bit messier than the usual, but so welcomed all the same. 

Heat can’t help but rise up from your skin, heart pounding and mind racing with thousands of thoughts that make you feel so shy for daring to think. With unsteady hands, your fingers find themselves curled around Jamil’s blazer, surely ruining and crinkling the formerly smooth fabric. 

And yet he pulls you closer, as if the two of you aren’t chest to chest, legs closely touching together, hearts beating against your chests so hard you could almost feel it against the other’s. 

“J-Jamil...” His name is murmured by you against him, soft and shaking, maybe pleading, maybe shyly, neither of you know in this moment. 

It felt so long, like it stretched through forever and across time, yet when Jamil finally seems to have had enough, it feels like he wasn’t truly done yet, truly finished in what he aimed to do. You're out of breath when he pulls away, head dizzy for air and heart beating harshly against your chest. 

And Jamil has the gall, the absolute nerve, to run his tongue over his lips, the lips that were against yours just seconds ago. Then he smirks at you, playfully so, eyes glinting with a hidden mischief that is his and his alone. 

“Did you get a new chapstick?” 

The heat rises in your skin once more with twice the force, not knowing whether to sigh affectionately, scold him gently, or glare at him. 

You decide on a mix between the first and last, a heavy sigh filled with silent words leaving you as you gently hit your head against Jamil’s, huffing at your other.

“It’s lip gloss.” 

There’s a hum from him, and a beat of silence before he speaks again. “I like it, it tastes like something sweet.” 

You can’t help the smile that graces your lips, shaking your head. A hand raises to your lips, fingertips brushing against the recently touched skin. There are few remnants of your gloss, feeling only a bit of it across your lips. The realization brings the fire of embarrassment once more. 

“I'm glad. It's called cherry delight.” 

There's a small hum that comes from Jamil, eyes looking thoughtful. “Cherry, hm?”

You nod in confirmation, but there's not much after that. Only Jamil pecking you once more and pulling you onto the main path again.

The walk to the hall of mirrors is a lot quicker than you think it usually is and the two of you have to part for the day. Jamil sighs as he stands in front of his dorm's mirror. 

 “Alright, I'll see you tomorrow.” 

You smile at Jamil and, this time, it's you who pulls him close for a kiss, shorter than the one he started but just long enough to satisfy you both. The lingering taste of cherries brings a shiver up your spine.

[demon-lover-669]

Kalim: I guess I have no other choice! I’ll get a job!

Jamil: you’ll get a job?

Kalim: *looking at the news paper with Y/n* Oh! Here’s one! Exotic Dancer! I can do that!

Y/n: *laughing and falling of their chair*

[weilaverdui]

Ok, guess I am done, starting January with a new installment of my Ashenviper agenda (Finally).