Hi! This is my first time doing this (A request) and I wanted to ask if you could do Headcanons of Jamil Viper with a Royal MC (Male or female). I love your writing! Have a good day, Nigth or afternoon :3 Thanks for reading
(Sorry if my English is bad, it isn't my frist language and I'm doing my best here :') )
Jamil x royal gn!reader: Warm milk and warm feelings
You were a member of a very important royal family in the scalding sands.
Your family had very strong ties with Kalim’s as they were important merchants.
One day your parents decided to bring you along on a meeting with the Asims.
You arrived at the big mansion with your parents and immediately got personally greeted by the Asims.
Among the Asims was a boy with silky long dark hair.
He introduced himself as Jamil Viper, a servant of the Asim family.
Shortly after, you all make your way to the dinning area, where a banquet was waiting for you.
Your parents sat together while you sat with Kalim.
Jamil was standing on the side, refilling cups and bringing more food from the kitchen.
You ate and talked with Kalim, who was very chatty as always.
During the meal Jamil refilled your drink and, unlike other royals, you actually politely thanked him, which was the first thing that caught his attention.
After dinner, your and Kalim’s parents told you to go hang out together while they talk over some business.
So you guys went outside to the gardens of the Asim estate and Jamil of course tagged along.
At first you three simply took a walk through the gardens together while chatting.
But one thing that instantly caught Jamil’s interest was, that you would always try to include him into the conversation by showing interest in him.
For example, if the topic was hobbies and Kalim would go on and on about the Pop music club at school, his flying carpet, his parties… you would listen and then ask Jamil about his hobbies.
This might sound like the most basic thing, but he really wasn’t used to people of such higher political standing showing any interest in him at all.
At first, he figured that you were probably just being polite, but after you kept doing it, he realized that you truly cared.
You guys even found out that you surprisingly had quite a lot in common.
From hobbies, to interests down to food preferences.
And that just kept repeating the more you came to the estate.
The more you hung out with them, the more Jamil notices, how truly different you acted from Kalim and other royals.
While others took everything for granted and didn’t understand how much work things were, you acted the opposite.
You always thanked every servant for any task and never asked for anything extra.
Once you accidentally knocked over a vase and the second Jamil rushed over to clean it up, you also knelt down and insisted on helping.
Saying things like “I broke it, so I have to help pick it up.”
And other times you asked Jamil if he needed help with fetching things for Kalim, to which he always responded with no, but it still stuck with him.
One particular night, you ended up staying in the estate with your parents, due to a sandstorm outside, which made it dangerous to travel.
The whole estate had gone to sleep, but you simply could not fall asleep for some reason.
So you decided to head to the kitchen for some warm milk.
As you looked through the kitchen, you suddenly felt a presence at the door.
“What are you doing here this late?”, you heard a familiar voice ask.
You turned around to Jamil standing in the doorway.
“Oh I just wanted some warm milk, since I couldn’t fall asleep.”, you replied in a quiet tone.
“Why didn’t you call for someone to make it for you?”, he asked the obvious.
“I didn’t want to trouble anyone this late. Besides, it’s not difficult to heat up milk. I can do so myself.”, you explained.
He then simply went quiet.
“Well at least allow me to help you find what you need. It’s a big kitchen after all.”, he spoke while gathering a pot, a wooden spoon and milk from the fridge.
“Thank you, would you like some as well?”, you offered while placing the pot on the stove and turning it on.
“It would be rude to refuse a royal.”, he replied.
“You can refuse, you know? I’m not all that.”, you replied with a soft chuckle.
You then poured in two cups of milk and began slowly stirring it with the spoon.
“You know, you’re the first royal I’ve ever met that acts the way you do.”, he suddenly added, breaking the silence.
“What do you mean?”, you asked curiously.
“You never ask for anything, you’re down to earth and you treat me as if we’re equals.”, he pointed out.
“Well at the end of the day we are both humans. Just because we were born to different families does not mean that I’m any better than you. In fact I think you’re way better than me in so many ways and I truly admire that about you.”, you expressed while looking at him with open eyes.
Jamil felt his face heat up at that, which was weird, this never happened to him.
He simply cleared his throat and quickly focused on the milk.
“You’ll burn it, be careful!”, he changed the subject quickly
Jamil had never felt like this before.
He had never felt so seen before, especially not by someone who had a similar political standing as Kalim.
This feeling was unfamiliar, yet so pleasant and warm.
“It’s done.”, you replied, taking it off the stove and pouring a cup for the both of you.
“But seriously, don’t put yourself down because of your standing. You’re way more than that.”, you replied with a soft smile, while nudging him with your elbow.
You then simply took your cup and headed for the door.
“Good night, Jamil.”, you stopped and turned around.
“Good night.”, he muttered back.
The second you left, he stayed lost in thought.
“You’re way more than that.” And “I admire that about you”, echoed in his mind like a prayer.
They made him feel all warm inside, just like the warm milk you made.
He glanced down at his mug and couldn’t help but smile.
You truly were something else…
Helloooo, I’m so happy to finally upload again!! I tried to make this as realistic and sweet as possible. I also made a gender neutral reader, since you said that you didn’t care if male or female reader. Also you did amazing for your first request!! Hope you’re doing well and have a great day/night!!
How about a beta!reader who despises omega and alpha scents? Like they have a really sensitive nose and they can practically smell a heat or rut coming a mile away? Ik it's weird but hear me out for a sec-
Even getting the reader to like someone's scent is a miracle of its own cause they're always wearing a mask and they're always wincing whenever someone's scent spikes. They hate the scents of alphas and omegas cause according to them, it's overbearing as fuck and it can make you vulnerable. And reader can't express themselves all that much. You get what I mean-?
Feel free to ignore this request if it makes you uncomfortable and I understand!
No problem! I found your request super interesting, I did this with Jamil if you don't mind, since there was no specification for characters, and I headcanon him as having a gentle and mute scent even as an omega.
Beta!reader with a sensitive nose - Jamil Viper
beta!reader; gn!reader; omega!Jamil; sfw
You've always had a sensitive nose, what others would call a super power, you called a curse.
You can smell the drains for miles away, the trash that is not immediately put out, the disgusting scent that insects carry, and don't even get started on the bad breath some people have. Wearing a mask and carrying odor neutralizing sprays were inevitable.
Worst of all, you can't understand why alphas and omegas like to flaunt their scent that much, it's too strong, sometimes bitter and sour, others too sweet. You knew the moment you'd step out of your house, you'd return with an insufferable headache.
Because of your condition, alphas and omegas were often mad at you for “rejecting” their scent. You could barely tolerate their personality as well, glad you're born a beta.
Not everyone was like that, though.
“Are you alright?” Jamil asked behind you, voice as soft as his scent, filling the gentle breeze with the most calming smell you ever scent. “Did your spray ran out again?”
His care was sincere, the omega seemingly deciding that you're worthy of his attention and being considerate of your needs. Jamil greets you every morning, making sure you don't need extra masks or a refill for your spray - and if you do, he runs to the market himself, knowing there's always clients with overbearing scents at Sam's.
If you do get a headache or nauseated, he is always one call away, bringing medicine for whatever circumstance you end up with.
It was hard to believe an omega would be so aware of your needs.
“I'm fine, don't worry.” The look Jamil gave you shows that he does worry. You huff, answering his question sincerely, “Someone is in pre-rut, they ran past me, I think the scent is forever marked in my nostrils.”
With a small murmur of “don't be dramatic”, Jamil guided you to a bench, sitting beside you when you took your place. The omega gently tugged your mask, asking for permission, and taking it off when given consent to.
The result is instantaneous, nose clearing up from the horrid odor from before that even your spray wasn't able to get rid of. You relaxed your body, almost laying your head on Jamil's shoulder, he fixed his posture to better accommodate you.
“Next time,” he begins, voice soft and fond, “just tell me, don't suffer alone.”
can I request a jamil drabble with gn!reader 🙁🙏 based on his new pj art (if you’ve seen it). just basic waking up next to him, (in the scalding sands, reader is visiting his home to meet his parents and sister)
09/22/24 — twisted wonderland <3
sleepyhead ft. jamil! — summary. ‘waking up beside jamil.’
characters ;; jamil viper , tags ;; reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ), romantic fluff
a/n ( you can bet i saw that card 😭😭 got spoilered like at least 8 times within just that 24 hours of its release..good lord!! but anyway getting back on the writer’s grind let’s gooo ( yawns as i wrote this at 12 am while sick. feels like this is when i make my best work, ay.. )
j. viper
to jamil, falling asleep beside someone—and especially waking up next to them—was an extremely domestic act. not one he’d ever been expecting to experience, anyway. yet the two of you were already there, visiting his home town as you met with the rest of his family. he noted, how easily you were able to get along with them. honestly, it made him warm that his partner and family were so quick to get along.
though, you would be staying over for a few days. hence what prompted this scenario, one that jamil imagined he’d really experience at all. not that he’s upset. he likes the feeling of being beside you, and the feeling of holding on to you as you fall asleep together in his room. he ends up waking up before you; it’s something he’s used to, having to take care of so many things in scarabia, after all. but he thinks it’s of use at times like this.
using magic to do his hair, getting breakfast ready for the both of you ( he ends up having to make a little more than expected when najma sneaks some ). he thinks about waking you up as well, for a moment. but you’re still sleeping so wistfully, he can’t bring himself to. in the end, he returns back to bed just to be beside you again and hold your hand a little longer. ‘maybe five more minutes asleep..’ is what he thinks. in the end, you continued to sleep beside each other while holding hands for much longer than he anticipated.
it was fine in the end though, since it was this time you woke up before him. waking up to you caressing his face gently with a joking “i thought out of the two of us you were the early riser!”, wasn’t so bad at all.
thank you @yandere-wishes for helping to hash some of this out with me !! I had a huge mental block near the ending rip me--
You decide to go on a magic carpet ride.
“Oh, look!! (Y/n) came!! HIIII (Y/N)!”
You had just barely approached Scarabia’s Halloween booth when Kalim, the dorm leader, suddenly began screaming out at you.
You were a bit taken aback when you heard your name—there were dozens of students already gathered at the Scarabia dorm, frantically trying to rush to the front of the lines; how did Kalim even see you? Much less, recognize you?
But you smiled and greeted him back, deciding to brush this off. Kalim adored his friends. You should’ve known he’d be ecstatic to see you, moreso than these other random students.
Actually, he even excused himself from the rest of the crowds to come greet you up close. Jamil quickly followed him, while the other students in charge of this booth were left frantically trying to organize the masses into clean lines.
“Jamil! We’re gonna fly with (Y/n) next,” Kalim declared. He turned back to you. “Since you’re one of my favorite people, you get to skip the lines. There’s no way I’d make you wait in this!” Then, taking your hands, Kalim began leading you up to the main portion of the booth. You stumbled to keep up with him up the many steps leading to Scarabia’s grand entrance.
“It’s nice to see you, (Y/n),” Jamil greeted, walking up alongside you. You smiled at him.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt your guys’ booth, though—“
“Wasn’t that why you came?” Kalim chirped. “You’d either get a ride now or you’d have to wait in that ridiculous line; why not now with us? Plus, if I hadn’t seen you, you might’ve ended up with someone else—I wanted to be the one to give you a ride!”
It was true that there were at least fifteen Scarabia students giving out magic carpet rides. Only five of them were stationed with the crowd at a time, while the other ten were at various checkpoints of the designated route the dorm had set up.
You were lucky that Kalim hadn’t been en route when you arrived.
...Or maybe you weren’t?
You started to have doubts once Kalim began explaining things.
“So, there’s two Scarabia students to accompany guests per ride,” he said. “One to steer the carpet, the other to make sure the riders don’t die—be right back, let me get my carpet.”
“Why is there a chance of the riders dying—“ You began as Kalim dashed off.
“That rule is only in place for Kalim’s rides,” Jamil whispered to you. “The others are relatively trustworthy, but I suspected something might happen with him, so I had us do test runs the other day. At least three dummies wound up completely obliterated after they came back from a ride with Kalim, and he lost a few others at sometime during the rides as well. So, I’ll be accompanying you.”
You felt unnerved. “...Why don’t you just... not have him steer?”
“Well, he wants to,” Jamil went on. “And he’s the dorm leader, so he gets to choose what he does...”
“I think I’d rather ride with someone else—” you said.
But you were a bit too loud.
“What? Really?” Kalim had just come back, holding a rolled-up carpet in his hands. His mouth was fully open, brows creased in disbelief and slight heartbreak.
“....” You paused.
This wasn’t fair. Kalim looked so betrayed. You didn’t want to break his heart. But you were also terrified for your safety. Which was more important?
“I-I just didn’t want to bother you,” you lied. “You seem to have lots of other guests who want to ride with you.”
Nobody wanted a ride with Kalim.
“!! No way!!” Kalim insisted. “I can always make an exception for you.”
He then flattened out the carpet on the ground, and took a seat, motioning for you to sit beside him.
You tried to console yourself with the fact that Jamil would be coming along, and Jamil was a thousand times more reliable than Kalim. There was no way you’d be in danger with Jamil around, right...?
You hoped. You really hoped so.
So you took a seat. Jamil occupied the space behind you, leaving you sandwiched between both him and Kalim. You felt comfortable with that arrangement. If anything happened to that carpet, you had two walls surrounding you.
And then, after sending a wide grin your way, Kalim grasped the front two corners of the carpet; it picked up off the ground, the wind started rushing beneath you, and up you went.
At first, you squeezed your eyes shut, your hands frantically flying out to grasp the sides of the carpet. This was the first time you’d been suspended in the air like this before, and you momentarily forgot all your previous comfort about being sandwiched between two bodies—your heart had sunk straight through your chest.
OKAY! You thought. Adjust and adapt. You were fine. You just needed to keep telling yourself that. But your body? In panic mode. Your eyes still wouldn’t open.
Only after you heard Kalim start talking did you open them a little. “(Y/n), look at the moon!”
Peeking up, you were met with the great silver full moon illuminating the sky. Feeling the crisp autumn air on your face, while such beauty reflected on your eyes—for a moment, everything felt surreal.
You looked over at Kalim. “It’s beautiful...” you told him.
“Right? The dorm worked really hard on making this ride as scenic as possible,” he said. “It’ll show you a whole new world~! Hehe, get it?” He then directed the carpet to the top of the Scarabia dorm, and the crowds of waiting students below you turned into ants. Hearing their chattering voices blend into a muffled jumble, and seeing the lovely contrast between the bright moon above and the soft orange glows of the dorm’s street lamps gave you a nice feeling of serenity.
But then the danger Jamil had warned you about kicked in.
All of a sudden, the ride got very bumpy. Kalim abruptly turned the carpet upward, and you were sent ramming back into Jamil’s chest; you heard him grunt, but he was still able to keep balanced on the end of the carpet.
“Sorry,” you whispered.
“You’re fine,” he answered.
It didn’t help that Kalim felt very inspired to impress you during the ride. He tried doing cool carpet tricks in the air, tossing his two backseat passengers wildly about. While you quickly got terrified about all the possible what-ifs again, you made sure not to scream, and instead silently latched onto Jamil’s hand like your life depended—which, it kind of did.
“Isn’t this amazing?” Kalim sighed out, pleased that he got to show this to you. “Next, we’ll go see a nice, quiet spring, with lots of sparkling flowers decorated all around it. Remember when I asked you what your favorite flower was last month?”
“Um, I think so?” you told him. You didn’t remember.
“!! I know I asked you because once you told me, I made sure not to forget. We bought them in bulk and put them all around the spring.”
You were too preoccupied holding on for your safety to even comprehend the sweet gesture Kalim had described to you. He spun the carpet through the air, far from the shrinking crowds of students. When the enchanted spring came into view, you were high up in the sky, but you immediately saw the brightly glowing flowers illuminating the dark area. They were so bright and beautiful; no wonder they called this place enchanted!
Then Kalim began the carpet’s descent. Going down felt relatively more comfortable; he wasn’t nearly as fast or as careless as he’d been going up. You kind of eased up—so did Jamil.
You wished you hadn’t.
“Oh, wait!” Kalim sputtered out, quickly remembering something. “I forgot to show you the spooky scenery we set up on top of the dorm! Sorry! Let’s go back for a second.”
And that guard both you and Jamil had let down just a second ago? Bad idea. Kalim redirected the carpet to turn upwards again, and sped off without giving either of you a chance to adjust. You flew backwards against Jamil’s chest once again.
But this time, he wasn’t able to bear it like a wall, and lost his balance.
“Ah!” he yelped, falling back-first from the carpet.
“! Jamil!” Reacting as quickly as you could, you tossed your arms out to grab him. The carpet struggled to keep you, with this added weight, from dipping off the edge, but it held strong as best as it could. You didn’t have the strength to fully lift Jamil, though.
Kalim turned back to look at you both, his expression very alarmed. Then he began to panic as well. “Crap, Jamil!” He scrambled over to help you lift your friend.
But without a steady driver, the carpet began making more stuttered, violent movements, making it even more difficult to stay on.
“Jamil!” You grunted, trying to withstand the jerks and lurches while still keeping ahold of him. You were steadily losing your grasp.
“Kalim,” Jamil said, his voice very calm.
“Hold on! I’ll help—“
“Kalim,” Jamil repeated, a bit sterner. But his voice was out of breath. “I’m fine. Understand? Your job is to steer the carpet. I’ll be fine with (Y/n); you just stay focused on bringing us safely to the ground.”
“O-Okay,” Kalim said, and, although slightly bothered because he felt somewhat useless, he returned back to the reins. You adjusted your hold on Jamil, grabbing further down his arms, even though your own arms felt like they were about to be ripped off at any second.
But just as you had gotten a firmer hold on him, the carpet jolted again. It dipped a little too far to the left side, and you bounced straight off, still holding onto Jamil.
“!” Your heart sunk. Your eyes had shot wide open, staring wildly into Jamil’s; if you were screaming, you didn’t know, because you couldn’t focus on anything but the dropping pit in your stomach.
Calm as ever, Jamil took hold of the situation. He brought his arms around you, clutching you close, and from above you, you could see Kalim redirect the carpet to dart downward. But you and Jamil had already fallen a great deal. Kalim couldn’t keep up.
You squeezed Jamil as hard as you could, having nothing else to channel your energy into.
Maybe, this was it?
Jamil had no faith Kalim would catch you two either. But there was no way he was going to let either you or himself fall to your deaths. So, looking down at the spring below, he flicked his finger, and a gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, blowing you both towards it. The wind couldn’t cushion your fall for you, but it did allow you to instead plunge into the spring.
And so rapid winds rushing through your ears quickly turned to deep, murky silence. But it wasn’t any more relieving, because you’d already gotten out of breath from your fall, and suddenly rendered unable to breathe made things even worse. You let go of Jamil and desperately swam up to the surface, freezing cold and hardly able to think straight. He quickly followed suit.
By now, Kalim had landed, and he was right there to haul you both out of the spring.
“I’m so, so sorry, guys, I didn’t mean to—I kinda freaked out when I saw Jamil hanging off the edge—”
“...W-We know,” Jamil heaved. You both were huffing up a storm as you laid yourselves on the ground, coughing up stray drops of water. The ground had never felt so comforting.
Once you caught your breath, you flipped yourself over to look up at the sky, still feeling uncomfortable with all the experiences you’d just had. Jamil did the same. Kalim, on the other hand, was still a bit frantic; he didn’t believe you two were completely alright yet.
“Are you guys really okay?? I mean, neither of you are saying a word—”
“’Cause we’re trying to breathe, Kalim,” Jamil wheezed. So Kalim went quiet. For a moment after that, the tranquility of the glowing flower-lit spring seeped back into the atmosphere—but then the three of you spotted another magic carpet soaring through the air.
Kalim quickly jumped to attention, hopping up to yell at them. He managed to summon the student operating that carpet down, and you could barely concentrate as you heard him explain the situation.
Then, you felt him place a hand on your shoulder. “(Y/n), (Y/n), are you okay to move...? We’re going to take you and Jamil back to the dorm now.”
You nodded a little bit. You knew you could, but you really didn’t want to move. All you wanted was to lay on the ground a little while longer.
But the next thing you knew, you were opening your eyes again, surrounded by warmth.
You were no longer laying on the ground outside.
Somehow, you seemed to have fallen asleep? You weren’t sure how you got back to the dorm. But you were lying atop a very large bed, and by the sheer size of this room, you knew it must have belonged to a dorm leader.
Next to you, Jamil was hunched over with a fuzzy blanket wrapped around him, a bowl of chips in his lap. His hair was still damp, but he was preoccupied watching TV. Not at all the appearance you’d expect, when the last memory you had of him consisted of him freezing and unable to breathe.
“J-Jamil?” you asked. He turned to look at you, but Kalim’s voice was the one that hit you first.
“(Y/n)!!! You’re okay??” Kalim leapt up, clasping your hands. He’d been kneeling by your side this whole time.
“Why am I in your bedroom...?” you asked, bewildered. Kalim only flung his arms around you, practically sobbing out apologies.
“I’m sorry! The nurses said you were only tired so you weren’t in danger or anything, and Jamil was just done with this whole night so he thought it’d be better to let you rest inside!! So we had a sleepover in my room since mine’s the biggest. And now we’re watching cartoons.”
“Want a chip?” Jamil offered, tilting his bowl towards you. Kalim reached over to grab a handful for himself.
“It’s fun ‘cause all the shows have Halloween specials today,” he went on, switching his passion to the animated characters on-screen. “Anyway, I picked out all the fluffiest blankets for you. Well, Jamil took the comfiest one, but I have more.”
Startled that he was called out like that, Jamil turned back to look at you, hoping you weren’t annoyed by that. He opened up his arm, so that the blanket hung below it like a bat wing. “...No way am I giving this baby up, but we can share if you really want it.”
“Wait, you guys can’t cuddle without me,” Kalim croaked.
So, you moved over to sit close next to Jamil, while Kalim had draped himself across your lap. This gave him easy access to the chip bowl in Jamil’s hold, all the while still feeling close to the both of you. You didn’t mind.
This warmth was so much better than that polar, death-like cold you felt in the spring anyway.
someone to call, mine <3ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ･∀･)ﾉ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘them and their love languages— can’t get more simple than that.’
characters. all dorms : every character ( excl. nrc staff, & specials ( separate ) ;; romantic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reader may or may not be yuu ( up to the reader ), may be ooc, romantic fluff
📡 _a/n. HOLYSHIT CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO POST THIS YESTERDAY..IT WAS PREPARED PRIOR AND EVERYTHING..mb y’all school caught on fire and i had community service had other things to worry about..
PHYSICAL TOUCH!! the type to not particularly be sure how to express their feelings properly through words and the like. it’s hard to get the words right, and every time he tries it’s like bile piling in his throat. so he gets across these feelings of his through, of course, physical touch. a tangible reminder that you still love him, even though he knows you always will, even the little fleeting touches like brushing your hands against each other and a light peck on the cheek when greeting each other.
WORDS OF AFFIRMATION <3 sometimes he’s not so sure of himself. a nice little reminder, some words of encouragement, he’s appreciative of it all. when you compliment him, show him your appreciation outright and through words. he tends to get a bit flustered, and he loves every moment of it. he knows you’re honest about it, so it’s even more reassuring. my my, he sure does love your voice and all the ways you use it to love him and speak of him so romantically.
GIFT GIVING!! it’s not like he only cares about the money and what you’re giving him and all that—could be anything from a snack to a little trinket. he reciprocates the favor by sharing nice little gifts for you, as well. oh how he loves being happy with you as you exchange gifts every now and then, each gift with such thought put into it, it’s clear you’ve been listening to each other and know full well what the other likes. he treasures everything you give him.
QUALITY TIME <3 every single second spent with you is a second spent in heaven to him. just being in your presence and you being in his, makes him happy enough to last the day. no matter what it may be you’re doing. leisure walks around the botanical garden or just leaning against each other’s shoulders half asleep after a long day. he soaks in every minute of it, loving every single moment he’s with you.
ACTS OF SERVICE!! whenever you’re doing things for each other, his heart can’t help but skip a beat. studying together, helping each other in little in game quests, folding the laundry together, lightening each other’s loads when either one of you is working on something. no matter what it is that you’re helping each other out with, he sighs blissfully taking the moment in. ah, how you appreciate what he does for you, and how he loves all the little things you do for him.
(( YOUR PERSONAL AID ( LOL ) scan scan scan, ortho’s helpin you out in learning and delivering what your lover wants and needs most. bro can know whatevr your lover likes cuz of allat tech; don’t worry, he’s got ya.
