#vipierce

[victorpierceart]

A fun operatic koala bear! I was listening to the Irish Tenors version of Beautiful Dreamer for inspiration!

[ramshacklestar]

@vipierce sent || "If you wanted to learn more about cooking, why not just join the program that's available for the other students? Why ask me?"

She had a feeling it would turn out like this, Jamil asking why instead of simply giving in to her attempt to be cute. Why she thought that would work with any of the boys was amazing though, especially considering the type of people that went to this school. Granted, and she was certainly not going to tell Jamil this, it had worked once in Kalim's case and ended in his sending them more food than a human and dire beast could ever consume before going bad. She had just hoped to take over some leftovers from the last Scarbia party, not a buffet level of food.

"Well..." Yuu pauses after a spell, twiddled her fingers, looking away from Jamil and guilty to the floor. How was she supposed to tell him it was because Crowley wouldn't approve her taking part in the culinary class? The cost of attending this school alone was astronomical and she had only managed to keep up with her tuition by serving as the school prefect and the live in janitor alike.

It also went without saying that Jamil's cooking was by far the biggest hit of every Scarbian party, and though she could have asked the residents of Octavinelle she wasn't completely foolish. They would absolutely end up wanting something in return and she really didn't have anything to give but her time which was already tied up enough as is. "I really like your cooking, Grim does too, and well the class isn't available to me." Again he hadn't really struck her as the type to give in to ego inflation either, but that seemed more likely to get some kind of response.

"Specifically Crowley won't let me, I-I guess I could tell you if you really needed to know, but if I can leave it at that and learn to cook from one of the best that'd be even better. I promise I'll be a great student, and even keep Grim out of the kitchen to prevent any distractions. I can pin him off on Ace and Deuce." They'd surely complain, Ace would at least, but Grim tended to be a big blockade when asking for help from any of the others. "I certainly won't force you to, but I thought I could at least ask. So...please Jamil! Please teach me to cook as good as you."

[ramshacklestar]

@vipierce sent || ❝ i said i’m fine. go find someone who actually likes your fussing. ❞

PROMPTS FOR FRENEMIES,  ENEMIES TO LOVERS  AND  REFORMED VILLAINS || Accepting

Well there was a first time for everything Yuu supposed as she ventured over to Jamil after having herself checked over upon their return from the STYX facility. The last time she had attempted to check in on him being shortly after his blot fiasco and though Kalim was ranting and raving about finding the best doctors Jamil's lack of concern for whatever injuries he may have acquired while in the maze of the underworld was concerning.

Why was it that of everyone who ventured to that place of nightmares Jamil was the only one refusing care? At the very least the man could be checked out to ensure serious bodily harm hadn't befallen him during Idia's blot or even prior to that when his group was facing off against the other blot monsters.

"Kalim might let it go but I'm sufficiently more stubborn on the whole situation." She huffed crossing her arms over her chest. "Maybe I wasn't with you and Leona so I don't know what you got up to but based off what I do know of the experience with those from Pomifore I think you should at the very least get checked for internal injuries."

Yuu had honestly looked a wreck too, particularly her leg which was scalded with 3rd degree burns from a incident involving the blotted Idia but it's not like this is the first time she'd been injured by her classmates. "I am not going to fuss at someone else cause at least in the other's case their vice wardens, and Ruggie, are forcing their house wardens to get checked on. If I have to drag you to the infirmary...well I'll find a way to do it Jamil!"

[rosehearrt]

Send 🌧️ for our muses to get caught in the rain together (Jamil is prepared lol)

NO LONGER ACCEPTING ━  BAD SITUATIONS: STARTERS.

Riddle looked rather unhappy, though for good reason. His appearance was not unlike that of a halfway drowned dog, nor was his behavior. trembling like a leaf, he seemed able to feel the cold all the way down to his bones, and he couldn’t shake it off for the life of him - not even when Jamil was right there, sitting by his side and far more composed than he could have ever hoped to be given the situation. 

They’d run into each other awhile before, despite the later hour, and Riddle couldn’t stop inwardly scolding himself, for what had he been doing running the track in the coliseum at this hour anyway? Just because he wasn’t as strong in gym, just because his scores during their last fitness tests weren’t perfect, and just because his daily responsibilities allowed no time to practice while it was light out…it didn’t mean he should. The storm had come on quickly, as harsh as it was sudden, and it hardly took any time at all for him to be drenched…and then consequently slip and fall on his face. 

The pain in his twisted ankle had registered quickly enough…he was lucky to catch the doors to the gym opening a ways away, the Scarabia vice seemingly attempting to assess whether it would be worth it to run across campus through the rain, or wait it out. His razor-sharp vision had caught onto the redhead on the ground; incredibly lucky for Riddle considering his voice couldn’t possibly have been heard over the roar of wind and thunder even if he’d tried to call out for help.

He could have pretended he didn’t see. Seven knew Riddle would’ve deserved it. But he came over in his flimsy basketball uniform instead, and hoisted him up without protest. Which led them back to the gym, a clean neck towel in Riddle’s trembling hands from Jamil’s bag which he did his best to dry himself with, or at the very least get some of the water out of his hair.

“…T-Thank you…”

When he finally spoke up, it was through chattering teeth. If he wasn’t so colorless from the cold, he knew he’d be flushed a bright red in embarrassment over all of this. But he swallowed his pride nonetheless, doing the best he could to express his attitude.

“For e-everything. Including the t-towel. Are you certain you wouldn’t rather u-use it yourself…?”

Not that he could, at this point. It was sopping wet, just like the rest of Riddle.

[ramshacklestar]

@vipierce sent || CANDLE

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character. || Will still accept a few

I do feel bad for him, not in the pitying annoying kind of way but genuinely bad. Don't get me wrong I don't see anything inherently wrong with Kalim, but Jamil is rather clearly stressed by the prince and I can't imagine it's easy needing to keep up with him. I have also had the pleasure of seeing how Jamil actually is when he isn't around Kalim, and though his scheming face has been cause for concern a few times he truly does seem like a kind person. Especially so to Najima, but that's expected of siblings.

Along with that I do feel for his familial situation; Jamil has much more worth and purpose to him than simply being a guard-dog of sorts. When he actually smiles or laughs it does fill me and surely others with an infectious joy, it's kind of a shame he hides it so.

Lastly I would like to point out that despite what may have occurred during his blot, I don't blame him for any harm that may have befallen my body. I just wish I could have help him more in the end, or was at least able to better see his suffering when I first met him. I am glad to refer to Jamil as my friend, and I mean that in the sense of being a genuine friend and not just one based of convenience or some weird expectation.