I Love You I Love You I Love You I Love You. (yan Kalim X Fem Reader)

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VIL SHOENHEIT

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ROOK HUNT

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EPEL FELMIER

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PAIRINGS: Jamil Viper x gn!reader (Kalim Al-Asim x gn!reader)

SUMMARY: he always knew you liked strawberries

WORDCOUNT: 400

GENRE: angst

NOTES: I love angst, this might also be slightly ooc(?) Trying to get a better grip of writing him!

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Jamil knew you liked strawberries.

The first time he met you was in the Scarabia kitchen, where you were making a strawberry pie. Kalim had tasked him with making a snack that he was craving, which was why he was there. He had seen you at the sorting ceremony before—you were a first year.

You were a kind and calm new addition to his life, one he appreciated. It was nice coming into the kitchen in the mornings and seeing you there, baking something from a new recipe you found online or one you thought of yourself.

Jamil started to notice your little habits whenever he was in the kitchen.

The way you stuck out your tongue when concentrating, the way you always looked so excited whenever something was done, the way you hummed a random tune you’d learned on Magicam when mixing something.

It was something that would’ve annoyed him if it were anyone else, but it was you. So he didn’t mind as much.

He started to appreciate those days when he would enter the kitchen, and you’d greet him with a calm and serene smile. Those moments where you both just did your own thing in peaceful silence.

It was nice.

Jamil knew everything was going to go downhill from here.

He entered the kitchen at the same time he always did. Though he hadn’t expected to see Kalim standing next to you with a big grin on his face while you explained the process of making a pie.

He hadn’t expected the feeling in his stomach—the feeling of losing once again. The feeling of despair.

He told himself it was because he preferred the routine, that Kalim had just disturbed it. That was all. But deep down, he knew the truth. He knew he was lying to himself. He preferred it when you were there.

With just him, and no one else.

Jamil always knew you liked strawberries.

So why did it break his heart when you walked down the aisle toward Kalim and not him? Why did it break his heart when he had to stand in the shadows once again, never outshining Kalim?

Why did it break his heart when he got a piece of the wedding cake and it was strawberry-flavored?

Why did it break his heart so?

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SUMMARY: Being a thief in the bustling Silk City isn't the most fun, but it's the only way to provide for your family. So when a morning market heist fails and your twin sister comes with the idea to infiltrate the Asim household during their eldest child's welcome-home party, you have no choice but to agree. But now, why does the eldest Asim child suddenly want to befriend you so badly? | angst, fluff

KALIM AL-ASIM

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JAMIL VIPER

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SUMMARY: he always knew you liked strawberries | angst

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PAIRINGS: Kalim Al-Asim x gn!reader / Jamil Viper x gn!reader

SUMMARY: A failed morning robbery, leads to your twin sister coming up with an idea.

WORDCOUNT: 1.6k

WARNINGS: none (please tell me if I missed any)

NOTES: first fanfic! feedback appreciated, but please be kind!

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The sun casts a glare on your face as you look up at it, a sigh leaves you before turning away and hopping off of the barrel and pushing the cloth hanging from your shoulders over your face and hair. You make your way to the busy market, weaving through the groups of people as you adjust the bag you're holding.

The fruits and vegetables lying on the cloth in front of you look good—too good for you to afford. You make yourself look busy by looking at the price tags hanging in front of the baskets containing the food.

Before quickly turning around, putting your fingers to your mouth, and letting out a high-pitched whistle. Not even a second later, a short black-haired kid walks towards the stall you are standing at, looking at the apples before yanking the cloth the basket was lying on, making it, along with the apples in it, fall to the ground.

The man running the stall, who had his eyes on you with suspicion, turned to the kid startled before a second later started scolding him and helping the kid pick up the apples. As they do, you grab a couple of the other fruits, putting them in the bag, not wasting a second before turning around and trying to walk away, before a yell stops you.

"Hey, kid. Whad'ya take?" You turn around for a moment, meeting the man's eyes before turning on your heel and running away through the market. You don't pay attention to the man's yells as you try to outrun him while simultaneously keeping the cloth on your face and holding onto the bag.

You don't make it far as you turn to look back, trying to see how much distance you've made before bumping into someone, making you drop the bag and all the food inside while you and the stranger fall to the ground. A curse leaves your lips as you look at the stranger. He has short white hair, red eyes, and gold earrings. He's rich, and he's pretty.

His eyes are mesmerising, like the rubies you've seen on rich ladies' rings. You both stare at each other for a moment, before a yell interrupts.

"HALT THIEF, SOMEONE STOP EM!" You turn to look at the man running towards you before you turn back to the stranger, who looks at you with a curious expression and his mouth open as if he were about to start talking. You don't give him a chance before you've made up your mind; you grab a single peach off of the ground as you stand up before running away from the both of them.

not at all paying any attention to the long black-haired male standing there, looking at you, with eyes narrowed.

It didn't take you long to lose the man after you left the marketplace and entered the more rundown place of Silk City.

You knew these streets like the back of your hand, so it wasn't hard to find a good hiding spot. You take the cloth off of your face and hair before wiping the sweat away from your forehead. Stretching your arms above your head, trying to keep yourself from getting cramps.

"So what's the haul?" You turn to look at the kid from before as a smile overtakes your face; you lift your hand to ruffle his already messy hair as he lets out a sound in protest. "Not a lot, bumped into this rich-looking guy making me drop everything."

"No way, you're joking! He should've moved out of the way!" He pouted up at you childishly, making you let out a laugh. "Got you this, though!" You say, pulling out the peach from your pocket before throwing it to him with a wink. He looks down at it for a moment before an uncertain look takes over his face. "What about you and the rest?"

For the second time that day, a sigh escapes you. You think for a moment before crouching down to his height, looking at him with a sad smile. "Aras, you should have to worry about those things, okay? All I need you to do is keep smiling while me and Mira get you and Aria food on your plates."

He looks at the peach in his hands before sneaking one more glance at you; as you give him an encouraging nod, he smiles before taking a bite out of the fruit.

You let out a laugh as you turn around, walking away. "Let's go home, Aras."

You hold your hand in front of your face, trying to keep the warm sun away from your eyes as you smile at the old lady who lives in the ruins of a building you're palking past with Aras, making your way home. This was the poorer side of Silk City. Most people don't visit due to the vibe the place gives off, but it's not that bad if you love here. Most people here look out for each other, we have too. No one else will.

The main street wasn't big; it was paved with uneven stone tiles. The buildings had cracks and holes in them, overgrown with plants. You walked towards the main open village square. Normally, you'd nornally see armed people standing against the broken-down buildings, ready to take everything you have within a minute's notice if you're not from here.

But it's rather empty today, probably at the Zahab market trying to steal some food for their family, like you and Aras failed earlier this morning. You smiled at the guy who lived next door to you as you pulled away the purple cloth from the doorway to make your way inside.

Your little brother smiled and waved as he ran over to his makeshift playroom (a piece of wood leaning against the corner of the wall with a long blue cloth over it for privacy). You give Aria a quick hug as she looks up at you smiling from playing with the worn-out wooden dolls she had gotten from the nice old lady you saw earlier for her birthday.

You push aside another piece of worn-out fabric and come face to face with your twin sister. She pushes her black hair out of her face as she grins at you before looking at your hip with confusion. A sigh leaves you as you walk closer to her. "Bumped into some guy and dropped everything."

She laughs as she turns around, grabbing the last apple you had from off of the counter, throwing it to you a second later, as you catch it with no effort at all. "Hey, at least you tried!"

Her enthusiastic tone didn't match how you were feeling at all. "It's the first time in months that I failed, all because I and that rich guy couldn't look where we were going!"

You take a seat at the counter, looking down at Mira, throwing your arms in the air dramatically as you finish the sentence. A pout overtakes your face before aggressively taking a bite out of the apple, hoping to quell your anger.

"You know, I talked with Elias this morning!" She giggled, twirling around, making her skirt flare up. "Mhm, the next-door neighbour guy?" You sent her a knowing look, raising your eyebrows up and down. "Oh, shut it!" She yelled in response, a smile on her face.

You hop off the counter as you Finnish your apple, throwing the core in the basket in the corner before turning to face your twin, waiting for her to continue talking. "Apparently, the eldest child of the Al-Asim family came home from school today for summer vacation!" You raise your eyebrows in confusion before she continues.

"Elias overheard someone say they were having a welcome home party! You know what that means!" She grins before taking your hand, leading you to the last room in the house, the shared bedroom you four sleep in. "I pulled some strings, and... got you this!"

On top of the mattress that lay on the floor was an outfit. It had a cropped red top with gold embroidery and sheer, white sleeves. Loose, high-waisted red pants that stop mid-thigh, tied with a sash that was adorned with golden tassels, and a chunky gold choker tied to the top.

"It's fake gold, of course! But I think you could still pass off as a rich person!" She grinned at you while dragging you closer to the outfit. "You want me to pass off as a rich person and break in?"

"Yup, and find the treasury room, or steal anything valuable you see!" You frown as you look at the outfit for a moment before turning back to her. "I don't know about this, Mira.." A sigh leaves her lips as she walks forward, grabbing your hands in hers.

"What if I get caught? What if I mess up again?" Her face softens, and she pulls you closer. "I know you won’t. You’re smart, strong, and fast. The only reason you failed today was because of that rich guy."

As if she still senses your hesitation, she brings you into a quick hug. "I know you don't like stealing, but they don't care about us; they're just rich bastards that have everything!" She pulls back and lets frustration take over her face. "They hoard their wealth and leave us to starve. If they had the chance, they’d probably wipe us all out.”

You look at the outfit, the fake gold catching your eye, as you frown. She's right, they don’t care about you and your family. So why should you care about them? You turn back towards her as determination takes over your face. "Yeah, you're right. I'll go."

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PAIRINGS: Kalim Al-Asim x gn!reader / Jamil Viper x gn!reader

SUMMARY: Being a thief in the bustling Silk City isn't the most fun, but it's the only way to provide for your family. So when a morning market heist fails and your twin sister comes with the idea to infiltrate the Asim household during their eldest child's welcome-home party, you have no choice but to agree. But now, why does the eldest Asim child suddenly want to befriend you so badly?

WARNINGS: slighty ooc writing(?), slight book 4 spoilers(?), violence

UPDATE SCHEDULE: sporadic

STATUS: ongoing

Ⅰ. failed ▹ wc: 1.6k

୨୧ | A failed morning robbery, leads to your twin sister coming up with an idea

Ⅱ. party ▹ wc: 2.8k

୨୧ | The party infiltration doesn’t quite go as expected

Ⅲ. market ▹ wc:

Ⅳ. ??? ▹ wc:

Ⅴ. ??? ▹ wc:

Rest TBD..

NOTE: this is my first uploaded fic / series on tumblr, kinda scary but I hope it goes well! Enjoy :D

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