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Split tongue Jamil! SPLIT TONGUE JAMIL!!! Jamil getting a split tongue as a form of secret rebellion and then using it on his lover! Teasing their ear! Makeouts for days! Eating them out daily!

Originally, I was going to write headcans about this.....But I think we both prefer a really juicy and delicious yandere one-shot, don't we?

When Smitten

I think the problem with writing with these guys is that I'm consistently concerned that I'm writing them the wrong bad way. I honestly just want to write about gruesome murder and nothing else. This is not that. I also have no idea what pairing I'm doing here. I tried to shift the trigger warnings so it doesn't spoil anything?

This fic is aimed towards anyone who can handle it. No pronouns other than "you" are used for the reader, and the reader's body is not described in any detail other than clothing.

TW for knife imagery, mention of sickness, vomit mentions, description of blood/bleeding, death mentions, washing dishes, and a power imbalance if you squint.

btw these gifs are outta pocket wtf

As several dirty plates land in your bucket, you have to remind yourself that this job is going to be a lot of money once night falls. Looking at the uneaten remains of overly-decadent food makes you want to throw up. You scrub a few plates, scowling deep into the bucket with an expression that could kill, and you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. 

It’s some long-haired guy. What the fuck does he want? You raise your eyebrows at him in silent question as he stares at you, and he smiles gently and walks away. You curl your lip and go back to washing dishes. By the time you’re done washing, the sun is slung low and painting the sky in oranges. You pause in the garden on your way to the servants’ house and stare up at it. 

What you have to do is not easy in the least, but you desperately need money. Your mom is sick and needs medical attention. You don’t even know what she has; all you know is that she has a fever and hasn’t spoken more than three words to you in the past month. She doesn’t even eat anymore. You’re scared, and you have to rationalize your guilt for not being there for her. Even though you can’t be with her right now, you’ll be with her soon.

As you look up at the sunset pensively, someone grabs your arm and effectively scares you out of your skin. 

The first thing you notice are his eyes, and they make your blood run cold. He’s smiling, vermillion eyes wide and earnest. If the sun were higher in the sky, you would have been blinded by the paleness of his hair, which is cropped short. He’s wearing a lot of ornate jewelry, including a pair of earrings that are dangling freely.

He’s close enough for you to smell him, the smell of turmeric and butterfly pea, smooth and earthy, “Oh, wow, you’re even cuter from this angle! Hi!”

Did he just…? You look at him in a sort of flustered shock, and that long-haired guy strolls over and separates your arm from the smiley guy’s grip. He’s scowling, both at you and the smiley guy.

“What are you doing here?” The long haired guy bites at you, “You’re done in the kitchen, go back to-”

“Aw, Jamil, don’t be so prickly! The garden is for everyone!” The smiley guy chirps.

Jamil, apparently, snips back, “I shouldn’t need to remind you that you shouldn’t be out here either, Kalim.”

You feel your heart stop for a moment, and it’s then you have to make a decision. The Al Asims are known for being incredibly friendly, which you have just experienced, but… you don’t want to get too attached to anyone here.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You mumble, your nerves making your voice come out a lot shakier than it should, “I didn’t know we had a curfew.”

Kalim somehow smiles brighter, “I knew you were new! Where do you usually work?”

“Kalim,” Jamil warns.

You don’t know what you should do here. The beastwoman who showed you around three days ago told you to be polite whenever you encounter one of the Al Asims. Your boss told you to look out for their personal servants. You shove your hands in your pockets and briefly contemplate running before Kalim grabs your wrists and pulls your hands up so he can hold them with both of his.

“Oh, you must be shy. That’s okay, I think Jamil is too. Right?” He casts a grin over his shoulder at the glaring man and turns back to you. “Well, whenever you’re available, just let Jamil know. It’d be a shame to not get to know you.”

You nod warily. You’re not a fan of being immobilized like this, however gentle it is. Your hands are better where you can move them whenever you please, not held in the hands of Kalim Al Asim.

Kalim grins and releases you, and you glance at Jamil, who is standing with his arms crossed. He’s looking at the crotch of your pants. His eyes sweep up to yours and he gives you a dirty look before casting his eyes towards Kalim.

“Let’s go. You still have a lot to do before bed.” Jamil tells him.

Kalim laughs it off and strolls behind Jamil, and you want nothing more than to vomit. 

The night is… longer than it should be. Fatima, your roommate, snores, and thanks to that you’re able to stay awake until your digital clock is staring back at you with the beginning of your deadline. It’s one in the morning. Your boss told you that Kalim typically gets to bed around nine, but you should wait a bit to make sure that Jamil is also sleeping. 

You slide out of bed and pace down to the kitchen. Your knife presses against your thigh, a pressure that you do not want to bear. The kitchen is thankfully empty, and if everything goes right, you’ll be back in a few minutes anyways. You grab a pair of gloves and slip out of the kitchen through the window. 

You left some spare clothes in the bush. You’ve never done this kind of thing before, but when your dad was around when you were a kid, you’d watch tons of crime shows. That had to count for something. You quickly change and leave your other clothes behind. The bodysuit is a dusky red, and it has a pocket that lets you grab your blade quickly. You slink through the shadows and end up below Kalim’s suite.

Your adrenaline is rushing, blood roaring in your ears as you cautiously begin climbing the lattice, occasionally losing your footing on a vine or something. The lattice ends near the hallway window, not the balcony, and you do like it better that way. It gives you more time to prepare yourself.

Once you heft yourself over the ledge and are standing on solid ground again, you take in a wheezy breath and slide into an alcove, catching your breath. This is like something straight out of a nightmare. The longer you stall, the less certain you are that you can do this. You have to move or else you won’t get paid and your mom will die of whatever illness she’s caught because you can’t afford a doctor. You have to enter Kalim’s room.

The Al Asims, for however relaxed and friendly they are, have a slight paranoid streak. It doesn’t manifest in the usual ways, so the minute you step into Kalim’s huge bedroom, you expect an alarm to go off.

Nothing happens. It’s completely silent, save for quiet snoring coming from the person in that humongous bed. You pad across the room with trepidation, and you don’t notice Jamil. A glance at the weird, futuristic alarm clock informs you that it’s about 1:45 in the morning. You crawl onto the bed and straddle Kalim.

He stirs, but doesn’t wake. You would imagine that if you had a bunch of attempts on your life, you’d be more of a light sleeper, but you suppose that he has his bodyguard/personal servant to thank for his ill-gained ease. 

With practiced motion, you reach into the panel on your thigh and slip your knife out. As you raise it above your head, you grimace.

Can you do this? He seems so sweet, and… he’s a living person. Is killing one person to save another moral when both people are innocent? You don’t even know what your boss is going to do once Kalim is dead other than pay you. It should be simple. One swift motion and your dagger goes into his chest. Maybe he wakes up for a moment, you see shock in his eyes before the life fades, but other than that, it’s simple. Easy. That’s your goal. Easy money.

Quick bucks.

You steel yourself. You have to do this. Your arms raise a bit higher and then there’s something ice cold against your neck, lithe musculature snug under your armpits. There’s a hand holding your chin up so the blade can rest a bit more comfortably under your jugular, and the warm body pressed against your back smells like star anise, fresh soil, and heady molasses. You swallow and your throat bobs against the blade.

A voice whispers in your ear, “Drop your blade.”

You let go of your knife with one hand and lean your arm as far as you can to the side without getting your throat cut, then drop it on the bed. 

“Good.” It's spoken with a hot puff of air in the shell of your ear. You feel the pressure of his cheek pressed against the back of your head.

You’re entirely expecting the icy pain of the blade against your neck, the warm gush of your own blood in your mouth, but instead you are spun around, his dagger pointed at your spine and Jamil’s hand still clamped against your jaw. He leans over you until your noses touch, staring deep into your eyes.

He looks wild. His hair, normally tied at his nape, sweeps over his shoulders, and he’s forgone a shirt. His eyes bore into yours and you feel like you’ve been shocked.

Before you can wonder if you’ve been stabbed, he begins to speak, reciting a spell that you’ve never heard before, “The one before you is your master. If I ask, you shall answer. If I command it, you will do it. Snake Whisper.”

Everything goes black after that. You come to, seated at a table in an unfamiliar room. Your knife lays on the table, but when you jerk your arm forward to grab it, the bite of ropes holds your wrist back. You wet your lips and look around further.

Kalim is sitting in front of you, dressed in a tank top and a pair of sweats. There’s a bright white tattoo that loops around his arm. His head wrap is gone, and you look away from him as he yawns. You feel like you shouldn’t have seen him without it. You hear him stretch and then there are footsteps and someone grabs your jaw again, yanking your head to look up at him.

It’s Jamil again. You shut your eyes and hear him chuckle.

“You learn fast.” He lets you go and you open your eyes again to see him pick up your knife, “Kalim, please try to stay awake. You’re the one who insisted I didn’t dispose of… this individual.”

“I’m awake.” Kalim shifts a little and you keep your eyes on his knees, “I guess I should be a little flattered that someone so cute would try to kill me.”

You don’t know what to say to that, so you don’t say anything at all. Kalim bends down so he can make eye contact with you and smiles at you. You sort of want to cry.

“Are you allowed to tell me why?” He gently asks.

Jamil places your knife back down, “I’d like to know as well. I can’t imagine what you hoped to achieve with this little carving knife.”

You swallow and Kalim sits straight again. Jamil chuckles.

“And here I was, thinking you’d have something proper. Only a fool would attempt murder with a tool such as this. It can barely do more than carve soft fruits.”

Good to know that Jamil is apparently an asshole. You lean your head against the side of the chair that you’re seated in and feel the first tears begin to streak down your face.

Your boss was clear: you get caught, he’s not helping you.

You wipe your face on your shoulder and take a deep breath, “What’s going to happen if I tell you?”

“Why don’t you tell me?” Kalim says.

The answer is that whatever punishment they decide on will happen. All you have to lose is your life and your mother’s life. Not like you’re gambling.

“I… needed money.” You finally mumble.

Kalim doesn’t say anything, like he’s waiting for you to say something else. You squirm.

“My mom, she’s sick. I… I can’t afford a doctor, and it’s just me and her.”

“Do you know who sent you?” Jamil asks.

You don’t. Your boss was definitely wearing some kind of makeup every time he met with you, which was only three times. He never told you his name, and you had to memorize the documents he handed you before he set them on fire in your grasp. You shake your head no.

“Alright.” Kalim shifts in his seat as you keep looking at his knees, “Jamil, can you bring me and my guest some tea?”

“‘Guest’? This is an assassin.”

“Not anymore, and can you really call someone an assassin if they planned on using a cute little fruit carving knife like this to kill someone?”

You can almost hear Jamil tense, but he storms off, mumbling under his breath. When it’s just you and Kalim, you somehow feel less safe than when Jamil was in the room.

“Can you look at me?” He asks, sweetly.

You slowly drag your eyes up to look at his, and he smiles. He’s holding your knife.

“Do you carve fruit?”

“Uh… yeah?”

“I’d love to see it sometime.” It’s very odd that he’s speaking so casually with you like this. You don’t see any deception in his eyes or on his face, “I noticed you a couple days ago, but I don’t think you saw me. I thought, ‘Wow, I didn’t know that someone so cute worked here!’”

What the fuck is happening?

“And then, at sunset, I saw you in the garden and I just couldn’t help myself. I had to talk to you. You looked so sad. You must have been thinking about your mom. I don’t know what I’d do if mine was sick.”

“I… was… forgive me, sir, but I’m a little confused.” You manage.

“Oh? I guess I should get to the point. Ahaha, I have a tendency to ramble, don’t I? Jamil tells me to be more concise sometimes. I’m working on it,” Kalim grins, sheepishly, and then he looks at you.

With eyes that bright, you get the impression that he’s looking at you, the real you. Not the body you reside in, but your spirit. The soul. Your deepest person. You avert your eyes and Kalim stands up, walking around the table so he can squat near your chair. 

You didn’t think he knew your name, but when he says it, it’s as soft as a breath, like a feather gently floating in the air. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”

You don’t. You gape at Kalim as though he has grown a second head that speaks nothing but egg latin, and he giggles.

“That’s okay. I do. I really, really believe in love at first sight.” Kalim’s hand cups your cheek, and he rubs the apple of it before he leans forwards and presses his forehead against yours.

You hear Jamil re-enter as Kalim kisses you. It’s the gentlest kiss you ever felt. You want to both cry and vomit.

Last Name Dilemma

Yknow, this is purely for myself, happy me hating my last name. This is a yandere thing btw and please note that I am an artist, not a writer :,) so sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes

I had this amazing idea. If you don't really like your last name and get sucked into the world of twisted wonderland, why not just get a new one? It's very easy when you have suitors vying for your attention at every corner of the school! 🤭

It all started in the cafeteria...

Of course they were overjoyed you thought their last names were cool, did this mean you indirectly wanted to marry them? Well the game is on, and they for sure will win.

Much to their displeasure though, rumors speads fast at NRC, with everyone else quickly getting to know about your lastname dilemma. They are not backing down, wanting to burn the world down just to achieve their happy ending with you.

Ace

Of course you would want to marry him! He is your first friend in this wretched school after all! (Deuce would like to differ on that statement but yeah)

Ace may not be the richest, smartest or most beautiful, but he is your best friend, (hopefully) your first choise and (will make sure to be) your first love! Guy is serious. He will also pull all sorts of dirty tricks against everyone else, you're his bestie to marry no one else's!

Deuce

Ah poor little Deuce. Guy choked on his food when he first heard you talk about how cool their last names sounded. You think his last name is cool? Does that mean that you like him too? You wanna date him, marry him? Be his forever?? He is feeding into his own delusions and your words are only making it worse.

As soon as he has finished lunch he will excuse himself and make a call to his mom and tell her the wonderful news on how you and him will definitely get married! (He just gotta get you a sweet, sweet ring that you deserve)

Cater

Cater being quick on the trends, he was even quicker on the rumors about you having no last name (and definelty needing one). He has such a cute last name, it would fit so well with you! <3

He is already dreaming up the perfect magicam wedding, to show off how the oh so wonderful you chose him, and no one else. He also dreams of the private moments after, how you'll hold him as he sobs his heart out, so happy you chose him. He hopes these silly daydreams will soon become reality, cos he can't wait much longer..

He also definelty overloads you with his clones, giving you so much love you don't need to turn to anyone else for that :)

Trey

When Trey heard the rumors he sighed, feeling bad for how overwhelmed you probably are with everyone else's proposals. Well, come to him whenever you feel like it's too much, he will always make sure to lktsen to your problems (he loves the domestic feel to just having late night chats with you in the heartlbuyl kitchen as he prepares another batch of sweets for the next unbirthday party).

He will make sure that his own proposal of marriage is short and sweet, and he is sure it will win you over, who wouldn't want his sweets all day every day? He will make sure to feed and love you for the rest of eternity if you chose him <3

Riddle

Riddle is messy, he wants you as his spouse and he kinda wants it NOW, since he feels like he deserves it. You're the perfect match to him, the king of hearts to his queen od hearts...

He will show off how good of a husband he would be to you, how he will take care of you with a stable job, how he will help you with all homework and make sure you get special treatment on unbirthday parties. If he sees anyone trying to propose why they should be yours and not him, well, you know his unique magic...

Jack

Wolves mate for life. Jack wants to mate for life. Who does he want as his mate? You. You have changed his life, and he does not want to lose you, please. He is territorial, liking how your name would sound with his last name, now he just gotta make it happen..

Ruggie

Ruggie feels desperate when he hears the rumors. Why would you chose him, when you have literal celebrities, prince's and high standing people vying for you? Then he remembers, he owes you. It's usually the other way around yes, bur he owes you somehow.

With this he cooks up the amazing plan of giving you his last name as a thanks for that one time. He also gotta introduce you to his family, he knows granny bucchi is gonna peer pressure you into accepting marriage with him...

Leona

Leona will not lose you. He has lost so much coming second to everyone he knows. He will NOT lose you to anyone here, he will fight dirty and kill for you if there's a chance he gets with you. He has the money to hire help to get rid of people too, and that same money can sway you into chosing him, since that deadbeat crow ain't giving you a liveable sum to live on.

He makes sure to capture you for naps whenever he can, making sure to leave his scent on you, enough so most people can smell how he has been on you.

Floyd

Eeh? Shrimps wants a good last name?? Well with his you could scare oh so many away, leading to an easy life for you! It also leads to a fun life with you and him, and there will never be a dull moment in his life with you by his side!

Just don't take his last name with his brother yeah? Get with him instead.

Jade

Oya? The prefect wants a last name? A husband too perhaps? Jade's smile widens as he plans out how to trap you into a wonderful marriage with him. Perhaps some of his new mushrooms in his terrariums will make you tired enough to get you to sign a marriage contract with him?

Just don't marry his brother instead of him, he don't really know how he would handle that..

Azul

Azul feels himself become of sp happy whenhe heard the rumors. Finally! You will have him corner you as soon as he can, sweet smile on his face as he offers you a golden contract of his. He crafted it meticulously, making sure everything in it would be perfect for the both of you.

He tries to butter you up so badly, please he just wants you to himself, is that too much to ask for?

Jamil

Jamil has to hold back to use snake whisper, but he has it in case you chose the wrong option (not him). He wants you, he does that to lose you to anyone, ESPECIALLY KALIM. He probably uses snake whisper against others, to sabotage, to do anything. He just can't lose you...

He definelty shows off his cooking and cleaning skills, showing how he can be the perfect househusband for you. Look how good you could have it with him...

Kalim

Kalim is manipulative about this. He mat not be aware of it, bur he sure is. He wants you as his (spouce) bestie, and he will get that. Guy has never gotten a no, and he will not get one now (he hope atleast).

Let him plan you a grandiose wedding! With food, clothes, venue, parades and so much more worth millions and millions of thaumarks. He will space no expense for you!

Epel

Why is epel so roughened up? Why he fought for your hand of course! Isn't it manly to show off that you can easily fend gör your love? He also loves loves LOVES the attention you give him as you fix him up.

He feels so proud of the fights he won, wearing the scars like proud medals, so please take care of them before they get infected- he will only let you do it-

Maybe he will get into more fights if he can get your heavenly touch as a reward..

Rook

Rook stalks you on the daily, so of course he got to work as soon as the words left your mouth. He will hunt you down, get your heart and love and live happily every after :)

He 100% gets violent as well, bur of course you won't see that side of him! He wouldn't want to scare you..

Vil

Vil is certain you will chose him. He is the fairest of them all (niege don't count he is ugly), that is what you deserve. He will take care of you, especially your appearance. You've sent how he is with epel, now get ready for double that...

He dolls you up, makes you the best version of yourself so he can show you off on his socials,to mush it into that dumb nieges face that THE vil had you and niege doesn't. He is the fairest of them all with you of course..

Of course, he is the only queen worthy enought for your love and affection, so please just marry him already, he wants a Photoshoot together with you...

Idia (plus Ortho being STRICTLY PLATONIC)

I'm sorry but have you read his ssr story? Guy doxxes over nothing lol. He will breach your security if you tell him no, he has lost so much already, can't he have you please? You're the only thing he wants...

He will 100% use Ortho against you, backing you into a corner together with the robot. Ortho wants to make his brother happy, and he would be the happiest together with you. Ortho would also be so so so happy if you were his bif sibling too!

Theyve lost so much, they just want a happy family, together with you.. (ORTHO ONLY WANTS YOU AS A SIBLING NO WEIRD SHI AGAINST ORTHO PLEASE)

Sebek

Sebek has to run to lilia for guidance. Why has this human out this wonderful spell on him, why does he feel so lightweight? Why is his face so red? Why does he want to reject you for the rest od your days, more than he wants to protect malleus?

He wants to marry you. To have a wonderful marriage between human hand half fae, almost liek his parents... he will protect you at all costs. Please do love his loudmouth ass back..

Silver

Silver has no last name as well, so in his mind you both are already matching. He is too sleepy to actually do anything other than fall asleep with you.

Lilia

Lilia would snicker at the rumors. Ah, how he feels young again, silly what love can do to someone... he would love to help his son's with this, but sadly he wants this just as much if not more...

Malleus

Malleus does not want to lose his friend. His first and only real friend. He has tried to court you for so long, and now that you've dropped a hint that you wanted him (by saying you wanted a cool last name) he starts the royal courting traditions.

He follows all the traditions, step by step, being very careful to be correct and sparing no expense. He makes sure you see the future home of yours (the castle), his humongous hoard and his greatest treasure, gao gao dragon..

.. holy hell this was so much longer than what I expected. Well, who would you go for? Do tell :,)

Also, would yall want more long form content like this or way more short form? My asks got deleted so don't really have any to draw smhhh </3 so do send shi in please <3