♪ . 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 ✒ Age 18+ 」 ENG, 中文, 日本語, 한국어 & DEU ✓」 fic writer 」 artist 」 tea host 」 yandere fanatic 」 Susbedo/Fakebedo's guinea pig 」 Ningguang's handmaiden 」 Riddle's tart 」 Azul anti-lover 」 Jamil apologist 」 Muzan's secretary 」 Douma's meal 」 Im willing to make friends so don't be afraid to approach me 」 I do not take requests usually unless its for a mutual 」
✦ . 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ✒ suddenly into Demon Slayer 」 a lot of Twisted Wonderland 」 a lot of Cookie Run Kingdom 」 some Valorant 」 very little now— but still Genshin Impact 」 in memory of Identity V 」
⚠︎ . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ！ ✒ Occasional NSFW posts will be seen here so if you are underage or uncomfortable with such topics/images, PLEASE leave.
【 🂱 . . . ‣ “ 𝗦𝗲𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 ? ” 】
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✉︎ . 𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧! — Open to thrists, asks and interractions.
I FINALLY FINISHED IT!!! AND I HAVE AN ASSIGNMENT DUE TDY AND ITS 4AM BUT THE CON IS THIS WEEKEND SO WHATEVER
The Riddle trio stamp design ill turn into a sticker thanks to my friend and I will be giving 45 of these (with diff sticker designs e.g. glitter, shattered glass and normal matte coat) away for my con this coming weekend!!! ❤️
I'll be cosplaying as Dream/Rebel Riddle so I wanted my freebie to be paired up with it hehe ✨️
(Any twsties coming to Comic Fiesta, come and find me and I'll gladly give you one of these. Theres a twstie fans meet up so if you never heard of it, do DM me for info!)
CANT WAIT TO SEE ALL MY OMFIES THERE I HOPE YALL WOULD LIKE THIS ❗️❗️
AAAAAAA the feedbacks i got from the drunk jamil fic are so funny and sweet aoqnsibw Im so glad my writing still has that effect on ppl qwq
Thank you sheeple for reading my stuff. Im glad alot of ppl love em❗️
(Okay i wanna address this by @viperwhispered cuz i find this so intrudging. sorry for the tag- skqbibws)
Reading their tags also gave me brainworms as suddenly i wanna continue. However looking at Jamil if he ever gets drunk. The aftermath is heavily dependant. (Ill make it a headcanon formatting perhaps for drunk Jamil aftermath. The though sounds so delicious.)
Raw unedited headcanoning rambles under the cut—
Imagine when you confront him, either he acts dismissive or forgetful of the event such as making excuses like "I cant recall last night. Alcohol may not be my strong suit." — we know this mf DEFINATELY remembers especially the barely disguise blushed on his dark skin. Its easier for him to pass it off as 'the wine talking'. Perhaps also presenting more proof to backup his statements (trying to imply what he said before isnt true but doesnt want to outrightly reject it cuz his in DENIAL-) such as how being in a drunken state tend to reduce the coherency of one's mind. Would you truly trust whatever he said under the influence of alcohol as the bare truth? (Bro just be making excuses)
However when you DON'T confront him. Surprisingly its easier to come to terms with it because Jamil KNOWS but wonders why aren't you the bit least curious/suspiscious of his actions. He spirals in a way where he evaluates to himself. "Do they remember? They had to know... WHAT ARE THEY THINKING???" Jamil is an overthinker. Therefore when being met with lack of concequences— you pretending whatever he did, say, act, wasnt out of the ordinary or never happened— what does that mean for him??? What does that mean for the relationship you guys have??? What do you think of him NOW??? (he wants to curl up and die of embaressment lol)
And then maybe a bonus. If lets say when he drunk- you did end up staying the night with him and he wakes up sober with you by his side... now thats something to consider ┑(￣▽￣)┍
Crowley threw a big party for the students in honor of... something- it includes wine.
The usual composed Viper, drunk and in your care (pushed by Kalim), suddenly gives his confession: He can't handle alcohol, but he can handle poison. Which one are you in his now vurnerable eyes?
∷ 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜/𝚃𝚆 ▼
Drunk Jamil. ▪︎ He is clingy. ▪︎ Pathetic snake boy tries to be seductive. ▪︎ Fails miserably... kinda? ▪︎ Kalim forced you into this. You have no say lol.
— ● ✎ Note :
Hi- uhhh I know Ive been gone for quite some time. But now Im back and ready to pick up where I left off. Its been awhile since I've written anything (maybe 2 years? Oops-) so I hope this one is good because I think Ive improved? This came to me in a discussion with some friends about how our beloved NRC boys would be like drunk. And since I gotten a nice brainrot of drunk Jamil I decided yeah— Imma write it lol.
Anyways, enjoy!
Jamil leans lazily against the doorframe, one arm stretched around your shoulders to keep himself steady, dragging his feet across the concrete polish tiles. His eyes are half-lidded, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips, though it trembles just as his steps... twitching, subconcious yet with intention. His usual calculating and cold gaze is glazed over, laced with something more... needy.
“You know...” he slurs slightly, voice deeper, slower, huskier even; that caught you off guard, like honey dripping off a blade. “I’m very good at identifying poisons. Deadly nightshade, belladonna, whatever you throw at me—I’ll know it.”
He wobbles slightly closer to you than ever before. You instinctively put one foot to the side to ground you both— otherwise you'll be under him in this dark corridor. However, somehow he catches your wrist mid-motion—his grip is firm, but not painful. Just enough to keep you there.
His smirk deepens, little fangs pokes out. “But apparently I can’t handle... grape wine from that stupid— stupid— party,” he mutters, almost like a confession. He hiccups, like a cute puppy yelp. He glares at the ground, as if insulted by his own limits.
His fingers trail up your arm, leaving a strange heat behind. “I’ve spent years being careful. I always had to watch Kalim. Couldn’t even sniff a glass without testing it first." He continues... and those sharp charcoal eyes looks at you. Not with condencension or a guarded gaze. It was pure and raw emotion that was undeniable yet undescrible "But you...” His eyes darken with a hunger that feels out of place on him, and yet—not entirely unwelcome.
“You’re not poison. Right?” a small whine that seeps in the crack of his voice. It didn't sound like a question. More like a plea, or a wish. “Even if it kills me... can I have you?”
He suddenly pulls you closer, it took you by surprise. This drunk, barely standing man still had the ungodly speed and strength to pull off such actions that left you breathless and still in the palm of his hands. Pressing his forehead to yours, exhaling shakily. “You’re... so... annoying,” a growl, a whisper; trembling between restraint and collapse. “Always looking at me like I’m some...genie in a bottle, or whatever. I could be charming you know? I could have you wrapped around my little finger, If i wanted too...” He snaps his fingers, fails the first time, then laughs hoarsely and tries again, cheeks flushed.
His free hand trails to your waist, you can feel him tracing your curves. His touch bordering on desperate now. "But you'd leave, wouldn’t you? You’d laugh at me. Tell me I look pathetic huh?” he laughs, strands of his hair fell from his shoulders to your cheeks. The vibration of his cruel laughter moves the strands to tickle your skin.
His voice drops to a hoarse whisper. “I wouldn’t care... if it means I'll have you... tonight.”
Crowley threw a big party for the students in honor of... something- it includes wine.
The usual composed Viper, drunk and in your care (pushed by Kalim), suddenly gives his confession: He can't handle alcohol, but he can handle poison. Which one are you in his now vurnerable eyes?
∷ 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜/𝚃𝚆 ▼
Drunk Jamil. ▪︎ He is clingy. ▪︎ Pathetic snake boy tries to be seductive. ▪︎ Fails miserably... kinda? ▪︎ Kalim forced you into this. You have no say lol.
— ● ✎ Note :
Hi- uhhh I know Ive been gone for quite some time. But now Im back and ready to pick up where I left off. Its been awhile since I've written anything (maybe 2 years? Oops-) so I hope this one is good because I think Ive improved? This came to me in a discussion with some friends about how our beloved NRC boys would be like drunk. And since I gotten a nice brainrot of drunk Jamil I decided yeah— Imma write it lol.
Anyways, enjoy!
Jamil leans lazily against the doorframe, one arm stretched around your shoulders to keep himself steady, dragging his feet across the concrete polish tiles. His eyes are half-lidded, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips, though it trembles just as his steps... twitching, subconcious yet with intention. His usual calculating and cold gaze is glazed over, laced with something more... needy.
“You know...” he slurs slightly, voice deeper, slower, huskier even; that caught you off guard, like honey dripping off a blade. “I’m very good at identifying poisons. Deadly nightshade, belladonna, whatever you throw at me—I’ll know it.”
He wobbles slightly closer to you than ever before. You instinctively put one foot to the side to ground you both— otherwise you'll be under him in this dark corridor. However, somehow he catches your wrist mid-motion—his grip is firm, but not painful. Just enough to keep you there.
His smirk deepens, little fangs pokes out. “But apparently I can’t handle... grape wine from that stupid— stupid— party,” he mutters, almost like a confession. He hiccups, like a cute puppy yelp. He glares at the ground, as if insulted by his own limits.
His fingers trail up your arm, leaving a strange heat behind. “I’ve spent years being careful. I always had to watch Kalim. Couldn’t even sniff a glass without testing it first." He continues... and those sharp charcoal eyes looks at you. Not with condencension or a guarded gaze. It was pure and raw emotion that was undeniable yet undescrible "But you...” His eyes darken with a hunger that feels out of place on him, and yet—not entirely unwelcome.
“You’re not poison. Right?” a small whine that seeps in the crack of his voice. It didn't sound like a question. More like a plea, or a wish. “Even if it kills me... can I have you?”
He suddenly pulls you closer, it took you by surprise. This drunk, barely standing man still had the ungodly speed and strength to pull off such actions that left you breathless and still in the palm of his hands. Pressing his forehead to yours, exhaling shakily. “You’re... so... annoying,” a growl, a whisper; trembling between restraint and collapse. “Always looking at me like I’m some...genie in a bottle, or whatever. I could be charming you know? I could have you wrapped around my little finger, If i wanted too...” He snaps his fingers, fails the first time, then laughs hoarsely and tries again, cheeks flushed.
His free hand trails to your waist, you can feel him tracing your curves. His touch bordering on desperate now. "But you'd leave, wouldn’t you? You’d laugh at me. Tell me I look pathetic huh?” he laughs, strands of his hair fell from his shoulders to your cheeks. The vibration of his cruel laughter moves the strands to tickle your skin.
His voice drops to a hoarse whisper. “I wouldn’t care... if it means I'll have you... tonight.”
Hello people Im back to umblr. Yes I have some unfinished work— its- its been very much awhile qwq.
Anyways I decided to open up a new art side blog since its easier to split my writing and my art into two for better viewing so to speak.
DW I HAVE NOT GIVEN UP ON WRITING AND ALL ITS JUST its been awhile and igs burntout and stuff but I still got my drafts and Im cookin up some small snip bits (Jamil & Rook oneshots specifically lol)
But if youd like to see more of my art and esp yume/twst oc shenanigians go there. Im really excited to show how much my skills improve and i need to build an art portfolio anyways lol
So now that Im practically free, I decided to work on my Prince Charming Au and other fic projects— mainly Prince Charming au-
I placed the Little Mermaid one on hold since Ive been on writers block on how to proceed with it (Sorry Azul simps) but continuing with that later I decided to atleast start working on Prince Ali of Ababwa (Jamil's story).
And thus began my revisit to Aladdin, both live action and animated film to get the feel of both perspectives.
Ngl tho the live action was pretty boring. I mean it had more action obvi but for the most part I almost slept thru. But HOT DAMN Will Smith (the genie's actor) was the whole star of the show.
As for the animated film— lmao okay lemme explain—
I managed to ask my friends to join me in watching Aladdin while playing a game of: "Take a shot everytime this possibly 30 yr old man trying to seduce an underage princess"
Jasmine in the animated film was confirmed underage btw look it up. SHES 15-
But oh boy. We did a total of 10 shots. 10 god forsaken shots.
But really. Youre telling me the glorious man himself- HIM-
𓏧 In the grasps of your hands was a book. A book that contains a once beloved fairytale of yours. The feeling of nostalgia wraps you in a warm blanket as you skim through the pages with delicate fingers, careful to not damage the already tattered and worn out book.
Each picture was read with fondness in your eyes. The stories you once enjoyed as a child with a simple youthful mind. Now you look at this book and can only smile at how much you've grown and realize how silly these tales are and how'd you worship them as the greatest writings created.
But even as a naive kid you always wondered what did the love interests ever do in these stories while the protaganists pursues and advance in the story. Yes, some were as heroic as they were made to be in the book, but others felt like some dunce who were foolis. Like the prince of Cinderella who didnt recognized the face of his proclaimed 'lover' or the one from Snow White that kissed a random sleeping princess out in the woods.
You always wondered what it was like to be in their shoes. If you were them... could you do better?
What a ridiculous thought you chuckled to yourself.
As the clock struck twelve, a sense of exhaustion overwhelms your entire being, yet you didnt seem to notice your eyelids getting heavier as the new seconds ticks by.
Before you could read another page of the current book you hold, you fell asleep.
When you woke up, you noticed yourself in a place of unfamilliarity to your home.
∷ 𝚂𝚈𝙿𝙽𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚂 »
Every fairytale love story has a prince charming, or atleast a hero to the damsel in distress. Waking up in the book of your once beloved childhood stories, your goal as the love interest is to acquire your princess so you may finish the story and go home. Simple enough— right?
➤ " In a world of madness, the hatter was a guiding force despite his eccentric attitude; helping Alice to achieve victory for the White Queen to save Wonderland. Will it be possible to help the young heroine when the Red Queen has his eyes on you? "
▼ 【 𝗔 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗦𝗲𝗮. 】 ; ⧖ 𝑨𝒛𝒖𝒍 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐.
➤ " Waking up on shore with remaining water in your lungs, the last thing you heard before you completely awoke was a lullaby of a musculine voice before it quickly rushes back to the depths it saved you from. Your sight on your savior was hazy but you knew all too well who that was. Hopefully you can escape the clutches of a cecealia's siren calls in order to give your protaganist the happy ending."
▼ 【 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 '𝗔𝗹𝗶' 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘄𝗮. 】 ; ⧖ 𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍 𝑽𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒓.
➤ " With the lamp in your possession, all you have to do is to not lose it to the hands of the villian. Though the prince was pretty stubborn in your attempts to court him, theres still hope. However, it seems like you too had a pursuer of your own. Looks like the snake has found you to be a more enticing prey than the prince he loathed."
I'll be honest I have not really been writing as much as I used too— BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN IM GIVING UP ON IT YET-
My laptop's been gosh darn dead for some time actually and to replace it i only have a tablet that alr holds my drawings n my school assignments that im pretty sure this device is either gonna take off or explode in my face.
Yes im making excuses qwq
Luckily I still have a draft of each chapter/fic backed up to my phone but its taking an awful time to type cuz im more of a keyboard person.
Im gonna be opening commissions soon— maybe after the semester im kinda busy rn- but i need sum money for a new laptop qwq
But either way ill try my best to push myself to write more now and finish all the fic projects i still have. Ive quite a few ^^
Idk man just a lil smthg i wanted to shitpost cuz i be seeing ppl on twitter finding this queen of hearts like chicken in their local target. So i decided to do this lmao.
Next time Ill make a 'why did the chicken cross the road' with chicken rosehearts. Nah jk
